{"id":"01KFE0BT539XYX3M78065E4C2G","cid":"bafkreid2po4bysk7wwksqsnmhuvjvgdf24wb6nrqpuoujlqtjq3szqjwfe","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreigdd4watg44m7vcneklb55fjhcsrowomfiqw42yc3e4s2raold3qm","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0067.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922932947-jwldu4yh6f","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0067.jpg","page_number":67,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":214692,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT S9\nreturned by the Hay Market where he had no need to go. It was\nobviously and quite unnecessarily out of his way, though not\nmuch so. It is true that it happened to him dozens of times to\nreturn home without noticing what streets he passed through.\nBut why, he was always asking himself, why had such an im-\nportant, such a decisive and at the same time such an abso-\nlutely chance meeting happened in the Hay Market (where he\nhad moreover no reason to go) at the very hour, the very\nminute of his life when he was just in the very mood and in\nthe very circumstances in which that meeting was able te\nexert the gravest and most decisive influence on his whole\ndestiny? As though it had been lying in wait for him on\npurpose!\nIt was about nine o'clock when he crossed the Hay Market.\nAt the tables and the barrows, at the booths and the shops, all\nthe market people were closing their establishments or clearing\naway and packing up their wares and, like their customers, were\ngoing home. Rag pickers and costermongers of all kinds were\ncrowding round the taverns in the dirty and stinking court-\nyards of the Hay Market. Raskolnikov particularly liked this\nplace and the neighbouring alleys, when he wandered aimlessly\nin the streets. Here his rags did not attract contemptuous atten-\ntion, and one could walk about in any attire without scandalis-\ning people. At the corner of an alley a huckster and his wife had\ntwo tables set out with tapes, thread, cotton handkerchiefs, &c.\nThey, too, had got up to go home, but were lingering in con-\nversation with a friend, who had just come up to them. This\nfriend was Lizaveta Ivanovna, or, as every one called her, Liza-\nveta, the younger sister of the old pawnbroker, Alyona Iva-\nnovna, whom Raskolnikov had visited the previous day to pawn\nhis watch and make his experiment. . . . He already knew all\nabout Lizaveta and she knew him a little too. She was a single\nwoman of about thirty-five, tall, clumsy, timid, submissive and\nalmost idiotic. She was a complete slave and went in fear and\ntrembling of her sister, who made her work day and night, and\neven beat her. She was standing with a bundle before the huck-\nster and his wife, listening earnestly and doubtfully. They were\ntalking of something with special warmth. The moment Ras-\nkolnikov caught sight of her, he was overcome by a strangt","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:52.947Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:28:53.550Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:28:54.534Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}