which had been lying in the corner from the time the house was

built. I would lift that stone- there would be sure to be a hollow

under it, and I would put the jewels and money in that hole. Then

I'd roll the stone back so that it would look as before, would press

it down with my foot and walk away. And for a year or two, three

maybe, I would not touch it. And, well, they could search! There'd

"You are a madman," said Zametov, and for some reason he too spoke

in a whisper, and moved away from Raskolnikov, whose eyes were