were, in another world... and so long ago. And indeed everything
happening here seems somehow far away." He looked attentively at them.
"You now... I seem to be looking at you from a thousand miles
away... but, goodness knows why we are talking of that! And what's the
use of asking about it," he added with annoyance, and biting his
nails, he fell into dreamy silence again.
"What a wretched lodging you have, Rodya! It's like a tomb," said
Pulcheria Alexandrovna, suddenly breaking the oppressive silence. "I
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