“Dounia darling, if I am guilty forgive me (though I cannot be forgiven if I am guilty). Goodbye! We won’t dispute. It’s time, high time to go. Don’t follow me, I beseech you, I have somewhere else to go.⁠ ⁠… But you go at once and sit with mother. I entreat you to! It’s my last request of you. Don’t leave her at all; I left her in a state of anxiety, that she is not fit to bear; she will die or go out of her mind. Be with her! Razumihin will be with you. I’ve been talking to him.⁠ ⁠… Don’t cry about me: I’ll try to be honest and manly all my life, even if I am a murderer. Perhaps I shall some day make a name. I won’t disgrace you, you will see; I’ll still show.⁠ ⁠… Now goodbye for the present,” he concluded hurriedly, noticing again a strange expression in Dounia’s eyes at his last words and promises. “Why are you crying? Don’t cry, don’t cry: we are not parting forever! Ah, yes! Wait a minute, I’d forgotten!”