Raskolnikov Shuddered As Though He Had Been Stabbed.

Raskolnikov shuddered as though he had been stabbed.

“Then... who then... is the murderer?” he asked in a breathless voice, unable to restrain himself.

Porfiry Petrovitch sank back in his chair, as though he were amazed at the question.

“Who is the murderer?” he repeated, as though unable to believe his ears. “Why, you, Rodion Romanovitch! You are the murderer,” he added, almost in a whisper, in a voice of genuine conviction.

Dracula, art by Harry Borgman

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