Crime and Punishment

He knew that the flat had been occupied by a German clerk in the civil service, and his family. Koch began to be restless. “What the devil?” he cried suddenly and in impatience deserting his sentry duty, he, too, went down, hurrying and thumping with his heavy boots on the stairs. Raskolnikov’s burning and intent eyes grew more penetrating every moment, piercing into his soul, into his consciousness. In any case he must see Svidrigaïlov as soon as possible, he decided finally.