What Is It? Who Is It?

Aljona Avanovna, you know me, Ruskolnikoff. Why do you look at me as though you did not know me? He said suddenly, also with malice. Take it if you like, if not, I'll go elsewhere. I am in a hurry." The old woman recovered herself and her visitor's resolute tone evidently restored her confidence. "'But why, my good sir, all of a minute? What is it?' she asked, looking at the pledge.