{"id":"01KFE0BENT4103PSPE30K6EC22","cid":"bafkreidpgdprizndgsgx5rtpkasyhaxymztrygcavn5qfgagkihm7yjv5a","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreid2pnqdtbmpe3o4imjb6byumlyfwkkzflfualjen6pdsiju5u7mzi","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0091.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922919393-xp3gisr9xh","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0091.jpg","page_number":91,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":217532,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 83\nThe shout ended in a shriek; the last sounds came from the\nyard; all was still. But at the same instant several men talking\nloud and fast began noisily mounting .the stairs. There were\nthree or four of them. He distinguished the ringing voice of the\nyoung man. \"They!\"\nFilled with despair he went straight to meet them, feeling\n\"come what must!\" If they stopped him — all was lost; if they\nlet him pass — all was lost too; they would remember him. They\nwere approaching; they were only a flight from him — and sud-\ndenly deliverance! A few steps from him on the right, there was\nan empty flat with the door wide open, the flat on the second\nfloor where the painters had been at work, and which, as though\nfor his benefit, they had just left. It was they, no doubt, who\nhad just run down, shouting. The floor had only just been\npainted, in the middle of the room stood a pail and a broken pot\nwith paint and brushes. In one instant he had whisked in at the\nopen door and hidden behind the wall and only in the nick of\ntime; they had already reached the landing. Then they turned\nand went on up to the fourth floor, talking loudly. He waited,\nwent out on tiptoe and ran down the stairs.\nNo one was on the stairs, nor in the gateway. He passed\nquickly through the gateway and turned to the left in the street.\nHe knew, he knew perfectly well that at that moment they\nwere at the flat, that they were greatly astonished at finding\nit unlocked, as the door had just been fastened, that by now\nthey were looking at the bodies, that before another minute had\npassed they would guess and completely realise that the mur-\nderer had just been there, and had succeeded in hiding some-\nwhere, slipping by them and escaping. They would guess most\nlikely that he had been in the empty flat, while they were going\nupstairs. And meanwhile he dared not quicken his pace much,\nthough the next turning was still nearly a hundred yards away.\n\"Should he slip through some gateway and wait somewhere in\nan unknown street? No, hopeless! Should he fling away the axe?\nShould he take a cab? Hopeless, hopeless!\"\nAt last he reached the turning. He turned down it more\ndead than alive. Here he was half way to safety, and here under-\nstood it;it was less risky because there was a great crowd of\npeople, and he was lost in it like a grain of sand. But all he had\nsuffered had so weakened him that he could scarcely move.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:39.393Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:28:41.856Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:28:42.916Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}