{"id":"01KFE0BT9KZTDB2BTENFFK1YWQ","cid":"bafkreid2skdj4bcerydit42wzunpnyyjygavd3hzon4p6wmsgsu63dmwfi","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreicqssbfekan3l2vpefr2secrve5geommibvimavbrj6xsgtbhakhi","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0085.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922932953-39aehy8egji","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0085.jpg","page_number":85,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":216874,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 77\ncarefully and exactly folded, and tied round with tape. With-\nout any delay, he began filling up the pockets of his trousers and\novercoat without examining or undoing the parcels and cases;\nbut he had not time to take many. . . .\nHe suddenly heard steps in the room where the old woman\nlay. He stopped short and was still as death. But all was quiet,\nso it must have been his fancy. All at once he heard distinctly a\nfaint cry, as though some one had uttered a low broken moan.\nThen again dead silence for a minute or two. He sat squatting\non his heels by the box and waited holding his breath. Suddenly\nhe jumped up, seized the axe and ran out of the bedroom.\nIn the middle of the room stood Lizaveta with a big bundle\nin her arms. She was gazing in stupefaction at her murdered\nsister, white as a sheet and seeming not to have the strength\nto cry out. Seeing him run out of the bedroom, she began faintly\nquivering all over, like a leaf, a shudder ran down her face; she\nlifted her hand, opened her mouth, but still did not scream. She\nbegan slowly backing away from him into the corner, staring\nintently, persistently at hitn, but still uttered no sound, as\nthough she could not get breath to scream. He rushed at her\nwith the axe; her mouth twitched piteously, as one sees babies*\nmouths, when they begin to be frightened, stare intently at\nwhat frightens them and are on the point of screaming. And this\nhapless Lizaveta was so simple and had been so thoroughly\ncrushed and scared that she did not even raise a hand to guard\nher face, though that was the most necessary and natural action\nat the moment, for the axe was raised over her face. She only\nput up her empty left hand, but not to her face, slowly holding\nit out before her as though motioning him away. The axe fell\nwith the sharp edge just on the skull and split at one blow all the\ntop of the head. She fell heavily at once. Raskolnikov completely\nlost his head, snatched up her bundle, dropped it again and ran\ninto the entry.\nFear gained more and more mastery over him, especially after\nthis second, quite unexpected murder. He longed to run away\nfrom the place as fast as possible. And if at that moment he\nhad been capable of seeing and reasoning more correctly, if he\nhad been able to realise all the difficulties of his position, the hope-\nlessness, thehideousness and the absurdity of it, if he could have\nunderstood how many obstacles and, perhaps, crimes he had","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:28:52.953Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:28:53.986Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:28:55.219Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}