Raskolnikov knew he would come up to him. He laid aside the papers 
and turned to Zametov. There was a smile on his lips, and a new 
shade of irritable impatience was apparent in that smile. 
"I know you have," he answered. "I've heard it. You looked for my sock.... And you know Razumihin has lost his heart to you? He says you've been with him to Luise Ivanovna's, you know the woman you tried to befriend, for whom you winked to the Explosive Lieutenant and he would not understand. Do you remember? How could he fail to |