'And why, why did I tell her? Why did I let her know?' he cried a minute later in despair, looking with infinite anguish at her. 'Here you expect an explanation from me, Sonia; you are sitting and waiting for it, I see that. But what can I tell you? You won"t understand and will only suffer misery… on my account! Well, you are crying and embracing me again. Why do you do it? Because I couldn"t bear my burden and have come to throw it on another: you suffer too, and I shall feel better! And can you love such a mean wretch?'