1 His eyes and his mind craved for space.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 1: CHAPTER III 2 His eyes were dim when he heard my story.
3 Raskolnikov opened his eyes, started and recognised Nastasya.
Crime and Punishment By Fyodor DostoevskyContextHighlight In PART 1: CHAPTER III 4 He felt a hammering in his head, and there was a darkness before his eyes.
5 Her eyes glittered as in fever and looked about with a harsh immovable stare.
6 She was a diminutive, withered up old woman of sixty, with sharp malignant eyes and a sharp little nose.
7 The young man must have looked at her with a rather peculiar expression, for a gleam of mistrust came into her eyes again.
8 Marmeladov struck his forehead with his fist, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes and leaned heavily with his elbow on the table.
9 He was, by the way, exceptionally handsome, above the average in height, slim, well-built, with beautiful dark eyes and dark brown hair.
10 At the same time her large dark eyes, which looked larger still from the thinness of her frightened face, were watching her mother with alarm.
11 "I remember, my good sir, I remember quite well your coming here," the old woman said distinctly, still keeping her inquiring eyes on his face.
12 His face, bloated from continual drinking, was of a yellow, even greenish, tinge, with swollen eyelids out of which keen reddish eyes gleamed like little chinks.
13 She opened her eyes fully all of a sudden, looked at him intently, as though realising something, got up from the seat and walked away in the direction from which she had come.
14 He overtook the girl at the seat, but, on reaching it, she dropped down on it, in the corner; she let her head sink on the back of the seat and closed her eyes, apparently in extreme exhaustion.
15 In a little while, the door was opened a tiny crack: the old woman eyed her visitor with evident distrust through the crack, and nothing could be seen but her little eyes, glittering in the darkness.
16 It was a back staircase, dark and narrow, but he was familiar with it already, and knew his way, and he liked all these surroundings: in such darkness even the most inquisitive eyes were not to be dreaded.
17 But there was something very strange in him; there was a light in his eyes as though of intense feeling--perhaps there were even thought and intelligence, but at the same time there was a gleam of something like madness.
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