I thought 'God's will be done.'"
He threw himself full length on Razumov's bed and putting the backs of
his hands over his eyes remained perfectly motionless and silent. Not
even the sound of his breathing could be heard. The dead stillness
or the room remained undisturbed till in the darkness Razumov said
gloomily--
"Haldin."
"Yes," answered the other readily, quite invisible now on the bed and
without the slightest stir.
"Isn't it time for me to start?"
"Yes, brother." The other was heard, lying still in the darkness as
though he were talking in his sleep. "The time has come to put fate to
the test."
He paused, then gave a few lucid directions in the quiet impersonal
voice of a man in a trance. Razumov made ready without a word of answer.
As he was leaving the room the voice on the bed said after him--
"Go with God, thou silent soul."
On the landing, moving softly, Razumov locked the door and put the key
in his pocket.
II
The words and events of that evening must have been graven as if with
a steel tool on Mr. Razumov's brain since he was able to write his
relation with such fullness and precision a good many months afterwards.
The record of the thoughts which assailed him in the street is even more
minute and abundant. They seem to have rushed upon him with the greater
freedom because his thinking powers were no longer crushed by Haldin's
presence--the appalling presence of a great crime and the stunning force
of a great fanaticism.
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