'Will I really - I mean, really - actually take an axe, start hitting her on the head, smash her skull to pieces . . . Will I slip in warm sticky blood, break the lock, steal and tremble; and hide, all drenched in blood . . . with an axe . . . Lord, will I really?' This new translation of Dostoyevsky's 'psychological record of a crime' gives his dark masterpiece of murder and pursuit a renewed vitality, expressing its jagged, staccato urgency and fevered atmosphere as never before.
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