cried Sonia, “let’s go at once. …”
And she snatched up her cape.
“It’s everlastingly the same thing!” said Raskolnikov, irritably. “You’ve no thought except for them! Stay a little with me.”
“But … Katerina Ivanovna?”
“You won’t lose Katerina Ivanovna, you may be sure, she’ll come to you herself since she has run out,” he added peevishly. “If she doesn’t find you here, you’ll be blamed for it. …”
Sonia sat down in painful suspense. Raskolnikov was silent, gazing at the floor and deliberating.
“This time Luzhin did not want to prosecute you,” he began, not looking at Sonia, “but if he had wanted to, if it had suited his plans, he would have sent you to prison if it had not been for Lebeziatnikov and me. Ah?”