From “Humiliated and Insulted”

“The poor girl has been wronged and has her own grief to contend with, believe me, Ivan, and there I was going on about my own,” [Ikhmenev] said, smiling ruefully. “I opened up an old wound. They say the sated and the hungry make bad bedfellows, but I’d add that the hungry and the hungry scarcely make any better. Well, goodbye!”