“Maybe I am, but we will get him off anyway,” shouted Razumihin, bringing his fist down on the table. “What’s the most offensive is not their lying⁠—one can always forgive lying⁠—lying is a delightful thing, for it leads to truth⁠—what is offensive is that they lie and worship their own lying.⁠ ⁠… I respect Porfiry, but⁠ ⁠… What threw them out at first? The door was locked, and when they came back with the porter it was open. So it followed that Koch and Pestryakov were the murderers⁠—that was their logic!”

“But don’t excite yourself; they simply detained them, they could not help that.⁠ ⁠… And, by the way, I’ve met that man Koch. He used to buy unredeemed pledges from the old woman? Eh?”