{"id":"01KFE0CV3WD0WAHNFAA2Q5XZ79","cid":"bafkreidleqs3ykp7du5pe2glxwqr2ps7j76weatr3lcjxtkkrzpiexk2t4","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreidrl6xeevakmwcnhynp2ijr2zu2akuqmxcu2o4lhjgw27dxfvncqa","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0181.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922966674-en8hgrghjh9","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0181.jpg","page_number":181,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":203072,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 173\nyourself what has happened to Semyon Zaharovitch; he is dying.\nI beg you to close that door at once and to admit no one. Let him\nat least die in peace! Or I warn you the Governor-General, him-\nself, shall be informed of your conduct to-morrow. The prince\nknew me as a girl; he remembers Semyon Zaharovitch well and\nhas often been a benefactor to him. Every one knows that Sem-\nyon Zaharovitch had many friends and protectors, whom he\nabandoned himself from an honourable pride, knowing his un-\nhappy weakness, but now (she pointed to Raskolnikov) a gener-\nous young man has come to our assistance, who has wealth and\nconnections and whom Semyon Zaharovitch has known from a\nchild. You may rest assured, Amalia Ludwigovna . . .\"\nAll this was uttered with extreme rapidity, getting quicker\nand quicker, but a cough suddenly cut short Katerina Iva-\nnovna's eloquence. At that instant the dying man recovered\nconsciousness and uttered a groan; she ran to him. The injured\nman opened his eyes and without recognition or xmderstanding\ngazed at Raskolnikov who was bending over him. He drew deep,\nslow, painful breaths; blood oozed at the corners of his mouth\nand drops of perspiration came out on his forehead. Not recog-\nnising Raskolnikov, he began looking round uneasily. Katerina\nIvanovna looked at him with a sad but stern face, and tears\ntrickled from her eyes.\n\"My God! His whole chest is crushed! How he is bleeding,\"\nshe said in despair. \"We must take off his clothes. Turn a little,\nSemyon Zaharovitch, if you can,\" she cried to him.\nMarmeladov recognised her.\n\"A priest,\" he articulated huskily.\nKat«rina Ivanovna walked to the window, laid her head\nagainst the window frame and exclaimed in despair:\n\"Oh, cursed life!\"\n\"A priest,\" the dying man said again after a moment'jsilence.\n\"They've gone for him,\" Katerina Ivanovna shouted to him;\nhe obeyed her shout and was silent. With sad and timid eyes he\nlooked for her; she returned and stood by his pillow. He seemed\na little easier but not for long^\nSoon his eyes rested on little Lida, his favourite, who wa»\nshaking in the corner, as though she were in a fit, and staring ar\nhim with her wondering childish eyes.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:29:26.674Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:29:27.461Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:29:28.496Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}