{"id":"01KFE0BEQE8GSAN03ZBFQXFW5C","cid":"bafkreibqhcprat2c25ff2sgc3mo6onbbyjva3b24ijyybrtnb4ql6w4a7u","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiby5qttzqfkakjejae3tetardgr3kf7x5zvwdadvqqh7g3zcmmyza","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0009.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922919365-ihbgsm3o58k","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0009.jpg","page_number":9,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":193466,"text":"PART I\nCHAPTER I\nOn an exceptionally hot evening early in July a young man\ncame out of the garret in which he lodged in S. Place and\nwalked slowly, as though in hesitation, towards K. bridge.\nHe had successfully avoided meeting his landlady on the\nstaircase. His garret was under the roof of a high, five-storied\nhouse and was more like a cupboard than a room. The landlady\nwho provided him with garret, dinners, and attendance, lived on\nthe floor below, and every time he went out he was obliged to\npass her kitchen, the door of which invariably stood open. And\neach time he passed, the young man had a sick, frightened feel-\ning, which made him scowl and feel ashamed. He was hope-\nlessly indebt to his landlady, and was afraid of meeting her.\nThis was not because he was cowardly and abject, quite the\ncontrary; but for some time past he had been in an overstrained\nirritable condition, verging on hypochondria. He had become\nso completely absorbed in himself, and isolated from his fellows\nthat he dreaded meeting, not only his landlady, but any one at\nall. He was crushed by poverty, but the anxieties of his position\nhad of late ceased to weigh upon him. He had given up attend-\ning to matters of practical importance; he had lost all desire to\ndo so. Nothing that any landlady could do had a real terror\nfor him. But to be stopped on the stairs, to be forced to listen\nto her trivial, irrelevant gossip, to pestering demands for pay-\nment, threats and complaints, and to rack his brains for excuses,\nto prevaricate, to lie— no, rather than that, he would creep\ndown the stairs like a cat and slip out unseen.\nThis evening, however, on coming out into the street, he\nbecame acutely aware of his fears.\n\"I want to attempt a thing like that and am frightened by\nthese trifles,\" he thought, with an odd smile. \"Hm . . . yes, all\nis in a man's hands and he lets it all sUp from cowardice, that's","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:39.365Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:28:42.157Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:28:43.199Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}