Zametov has changed his mind. I foresaw he would change his mind! He is at home here, while it’s my first visit. Porfiry does not consider him a visitor; sits with his back to him. They’re as thick as thieves, no doubt, over me! Not a doubt they were talking about me before we came. Do they know about the flat? If only they’d make haste! When I said that I ran away to take a flat he let it pass.⁠ ⁠… I put that in cleverly about a flat, it may be of use afterwards.⁠ ⁠… Delirious, indeed⁠ ⁠… ha-ha-ha! He knows all about last night! He didn’t know of my mother’s arrival! The hag had written the date on in pencil! You are wrong, you won’t catch me! There are no facts⁠ ⁠… it’s all supposition! You produce facts! The flat even isn’t a fact but delirium. I know what to say to them.⁠ ⁠… Do they know about the flat? I won’t go without finding out. What did I come for? But my being angry now, maybe is a fact! Fool, how irritable I am! Perhaps that’s right; to play the invalid.⁠ ⁠… He is feeling me. He will try to catch me. Why did I come?”

All this flashed like lightning through his mind.