{"id":"01KFE0CV06Y8EHC6C75J4J9WFK","cid":"bafkreigdifg357ym7hzfq2mcxjhiu6uubms2whttiqnzfeskkeilpynh4e","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreigpeoizzcth222blwk4r4facooxx4asqzrrgpuywmzoqkfjqyez6a","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0109.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922966638-zakbmwrkn8","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0109.jpg","page_number":109,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":173225,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 101\nthree minutes later when they went up with the porter, it turned\nout the door was unfastened.\"\n\"That's just it; the murderer must have been there and bolted\nhimself in; and they'd have caught him for a certainty if Koch\nhad not been an ass and gone to look for the porter too. He must\nhave seized the interval to get downstairs and slip by them\nsomehow. Koch keeps crossing himself and saying: 'If I had\nbeen there, he would have jump>ed out and killed me with his\naxe.' He is going to have a thanksgiving service- — ^ha, ha!\"\n\"And no one saw the murderer?\"\n\"They might well not see him; the house is ? regular Noah'y\nArk,\" said the head clerk, who was listening.\n\"It's clear, quite clear,\" Nikodim Fomitch repeated warmly.\n\"No, it is anything but clear,\" Ilya Petrovitch maintained.\nRaskolnikov picked up his hat and walked towards the door,,\nbut he did not reach it. . . .\nWhen he recovered consciousness, he found himself sitting in\na chair, supported by some one on the right side, wliile some one\nelse was standing on the left, holding a yellowish glass filled\nwith yellow water, and Nikodim Fomitch standing before him>\nlooking intently at him. He got up from the chair.\n\"What's this? Are you ill?\" Nikodim Fomitch asked, rather\nsharply.\n\"He could hardly hold his pen when he was signing,\" said the\nhead clerk, settling back in his place, and taking up his work\nagain.\n\"Have you been ill long?\" cried Ilya Petrovitch from his\nplace, where he, too, was looking through papers. He had, of\ncourse, come to look at the sick man when he fainted, hut re\ntired at once when he recovered.\n\"Since yesterday,\" muttered Raskolnikov in reply.\n\"Did you go out yesterday?\"\n\"Yes.\"\n\"Though you were ill?\"\n\"Yes.\"\n\"At what time?\"\n\"About seven.\"\n\"And where did you go, may I ask?**\n\"Along the street.\"\n\"Short and clear.\"","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:29:26.638Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:29:27.287Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:29:28.428Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}