1 "It's a lesson," he thought, turning cold.
2 This horrible answer sent a cold chill through Raskolnikov.
3 He could lodge anywhere, and bear the extremes of cold and hunger.
4 His eyes were blue and had a cold and thoughtful look; his lips were crimson.
5 It left him strangely cold; this gorgeous picture was for him blank and lifeless.
6 He remembered only swallowing one sip of the cold water and spilling some on his neck.
7 He longed for a drink of cold beer, and attributed his sudden weakness to the want of food.
8 His nervous shudder had passed into a fever that made him feel shivering; in spite of the heat he felt cold.
9 Raskolnikov could not see clearly, but he fancied that he was again smiling the same smile of cold hatred and triumph.
10 Sometimes, though, he is not at all morbid, but simply cold and inhumanly callous; it's as though he were alternating between two characters.
11 He spent one whole winter without lighting his stove, and used to declare that he liked it better, because one slept more soundly in the cold.
12 He said this with an air of a sort of gay winking slyness, keeping his eyes fixed on Raskolnikov, who turned white and cold, hearing his own phrases, spoken to Sonia.
13 His legs felt suddenly weak, a cold shiver ran down his spine, and his heart seemed to stand still for a moment, then suddenly began throbbing as though it were set free.
14 And it was so cool, it was wonderful, wonderful, blue, cold water running among the parti-coloured stones and over the clean sand which glistened here and there like gold.
15 He bent right down to the ground and peeped up into her face from below, he peeped and turned cold with horror: the old woman was sitting and laughing, shaking with noiseless laughter, doing her utmost that he should not hear it.
16 It wasn't enough for him to suffer agony behind the door while they battered at the door and rung the bell, no, he had to go to the empty lodging, half delirious, to recall the bell-ringing, he wanted to feel the cold shiver over again.
17 His indignation was such that he ceased trembling at once; he made ready to go in with a cold and arrogant bearing and vowed to himself to keep as silent as possible, to watch and listen and for once at least to control his overstrained nerves.
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