I am afraid in my heart that you may have been visited by the new spirit of infidelity that is abroad today; If it is so, I pray for you. Remember, dear boy, how in your childhood, when your father was living, you used to lisp your prayers at my knee, and how happy we all were in those days. Goodbye, till we meet then⁠—I embrace you warmly, warmly, with many kisses.

“Yours till death,

Pulcheria Raskolnikov

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“ My dear Rodya