{"id":"01KFE0CV3WYNX0BXSYBP736XC3","cid":"bafkreifjcudup5bc57d7md5zd2giytj6zlum3w5ry4mwmfrv2d2m2owg4e","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreicwyjhl5vq5s7wd5ckdbqibn4u6iur4nroa44kryay4lyojgwnvee","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0124.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768922966646-w83hee2xp5e","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0124.jpg","page_number":124,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":189156,"text":"11^ CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nIn a couple of minutes Nastasya returned with the soup, and\nannounced that the tea would be ready directly. With the\nsoup she brought two spoons, two plates, salt, pepper, mustard\nfor the beef, and so on. The table was set as it had not been\nfor a long time. The cloth was clean.\n\"It would not be amiss, Nastasya, if Praskovya Pavlovna\nwere to send us up a couple of bottles of beer. We could empty\nthem.\"\n\"Well, you are a cool hand,\" muttered Nastasya, and she\ndeparted to carry out his orders.\nRaskolnikov still gazed wildly with strained attention.\nMeanwhile Razumihin sat down on the sofa beside him, as\nclumsily as a bear put his left arm round Raskolnikov's head,\nalthough he was able to sit up, and with his right hand gave\nhim a spoonful of soup, Blowing on it that it might not burn\nhim. But the soup was only just warm. Raskolnikov swallowed\none spoonful greedily, then a second, then a third. But after\ngiving him a few more spoonfuls of soup, Razumihin suddenly\nstopped, and said that he must ask Zossimov whether he ought\nto have more.\nNastasya came in with two bottles of beer.\n\"And will you have tea?\"\n\"Yes.\"\n\"Cut along, Nastasya, and bring some tea, for tea we may\nventure on without the faculty. But here is the beer!\" He\nmoved back to his chair, pulled the soup and meat in front of\nhim, and began eating as though he had not touched food for\nthree days.\n\"I must tell you, Rodya, I dine like this here every day now,\"\nhe mumbled with his mouth full of beef, \"and it's all Pashenka,\nyour dear little landlady, who sees to that; she loves to do\nanything for me. I don't ask for it, but, of course, I don't ob-\nject. And here's Nastasya with the tea. She is a quick girl.\nNastasya, my dear, won't you have some beer?\"\n\"Get along with your nonsense!\"\n\"A cup of tea, then?\"\n\"A cup of tea, maybe.\"\n\"Pour it out. Stay, I'll pour it out myself. Sit down.'*\nHe poured out two cups, left his dinner, and sat on the sofa\nagain. As before, he put his left arm roimd the sick man's","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:29:26.646Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:29:27.432Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:29:28.579Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}