{"id":"01KFE0BEMGW2FWZQD37KE87QK4","cid":"bafkreia5d2iugy55uasneftgip3xipr7daue5jhcdxqfdky2ogt55rlq3q","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreifzemwaqp2styssmgye4kxmddnt7iggw7u7lfsneceka64c6swpbi","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0076.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922919388-1wd3tvwuyie","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0076.jpg","page_number":76,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":219683,"text":"68 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nStruggle, he never for a single instant all that time could\nbelieve in the carrying out of his plans.\nAnd, indeed, if it had ever happened that everything to the\nleast point could have been considered and finally settled, and\nno uncertainty of any kind had remained, he would, it seems,\nhave renounced it all as something absurd, monstrous and im-\npossible. But a whole mass of unsettled points and uncertainties\nremained. As for getting the axe, that trifling business cost\nhim no anxiety, for nothing could be easier. Nastasya was con-\ntinually out of the house, especially in the evenings; she would\nrun in to the neighbours or to a shop, and always left the door\najar. It was the one thing the landlady was always scolding\nher about. And so when the time came, he would only have to\ngo quietly into the kitchen and to take the axe, and an hour\nlater (when everything was over) go in and put it back again.\nBut these were doubtful points. Supposing he returned an hour\nlater to put it back, and Nastasya had come back and was on\nthe spot. He would of course have to go by and wait till she\nwent out again. But supposing she were in the meantime to miss\nthe axe, look for it, make an outcry — that would mean suspicion\nor at least grounds for suspicion.\nBut those were all trifles which he had not even begun to\nconsider, and indeed he had no time. He was thinking of the\nchief point, and put off trifling details, until he could believe in\nit all. But that seemed utterly unattainable. So it seemed to him-\nself atleast. He could not imagine, for instance, that he would\nsometime leave off thinking, get up and simply go there. . . .\nEven his late experiment {i.e. his visit with the object of a final\nsurvey of the place) was simply an attempt at an experiment,\nfar from being the real thing, as though one should say \"come,\nlet us go and try it— why dream about it!\" — and at once he had\nbroken down and had run away cursing, in a frenzy with him-\nself. Meanwhile it would seem, as regards the moral question,\nthat his analysis was complete; his casuistry had become keen\nas a razor, and he could not find rational objections in himself.\nBut in the last resort he simply ceased to believe in himself, and\ndoggedly, slavishly sought arguments in all directions, fumbling\nfor them, as though some one were forcing and dravnng him\nto it.\nAt first — ^long before indeed — he had been much occupied","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:39.388Z","text_extracted_by":"pdf-processor","text_has_content":true,"text_source":"born_digital","uploaded":true},"relationships":[{"peer":"01KFCZZ05FKVDDMJJV3YE9Q4WH","peer_label":"crimepunishment00dostiala.pdf","peer_type":"file","predicate":"derived_from"},{"peer":"01KESYJX0Z6XE0HWTS5N3SDG0B","peer_label":"The Classics","peer_type":"collection","predicate":"collection"}],"ver":2,"created_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:41.935Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:28:42.978Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}