{"id":"01KFE0BERQJSBJX81B33NXRWN4","cid":"bafkreicdhtmei5qs5yuzjxa4eo6krrthdztqv7ka7cnp6ze7crsq4ypl44","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreibky7wfculbgqwxjq7icaqyu3zrlmvaozo7j5uwkvideok3ckvmiy","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0094.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922919394-dn07nkvesq","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0094.jpg","page_number":94,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":207286,"text":"66 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nlooking over again. He turned everything over to the last\nthreads and rags, and mistrusting himself, went through his\nsearch three times.\nBut there seemed to be nothing, no trace, except in one place,\nwhere some thick drops of congealed blood were clinging to the\nfrayed edge of his trousers. He picked up a big claspknife and\ncut off the frayed threads. There seemed to be nothing more.\nSuddenly he remembered that the purse and the things he had\ntaken out of the old woman's box were still in his pockets! He\nhad not thought till then of taking them out and hiding them!\nHe had not even thought of them while he was examining his\nclothes! What next? Instantly he rushed to take them out, and\nfling them on the table. When he had pulled out everything, and\nturned the pocket inside out to be sure there was nothing left,\nhe carried the whole heap to the corner. The paper had come oflF\nthe bottom of the wall and hung there in tatters. He began stuff-\ning all the things into the hole under the paper: \"They're in!\nAll out of sight, and the purse too!\" he thought gleefully, get-\nting up and gazing blankly at the hole which bulged out more\nthan ever. Suddenly he shuddered all over with horror; \"My\nGod!\" he whispered in despair: \"what's the matter with me? Is\nthat hidden? Is that the way to hide things?\"\nHe had not reckoned on having trinkets to hide. He had only\nthought of money, and so had not prepared a hiding-place.\n\"But now, now, what am I glad of?\" he thought, \"Is that\nhiding things? My reason's deserting me — simply!\"He sat down on the sofa in exhaustion and was at once shaken\nby another unbearable fit of shivering. Mechanically he drew\nfrom a chair beside him his old student's winter coat, which was\nstill warm though almost in rags, covered himself up with it and\nonce more sank into drowsiness and delirium. He lost conscious-\nness.\nNot more than five minutes had passed when he jumped up a\nsecond time, and at once pounced in a frenzy on his clothes\nagain.\n\"How could I go to sleep again with nothing done? Yes, yes;\nI have not taken the loop off the armhole! I forgot it, forgot\na thing like that! Such a piece of evidence!\"\nHe pulled off the noose, hurriedly cut it to pieces and threw\nthe bits among his linen under the pillow.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:39.394Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:28:42.027Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:28:43.025Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}