The Old Woman's Pledge

The old woman took the pledge. What is it? She asked once more, scanning raskolnikov intently and weighing the pledge in her hand. A thing, cigarette case. Look at it. It does not seem, somehow like silver. How has he wrapped it up? Trying to untie the string, and turning to the window to the light. All her windows were shut in spite of the stifling heat. He unbuttoned his coat and freed the axe from the noose but did not yet take it out altogether. His hands were fearfully weak. But as soon as he had once brought the axe down, his strength returned to him. The old woman was

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