{"id":"01KFE0DX032W5P7NDXZ6B3YFAN","cid":"bafkreigjw7bhr32oendsfl4wn7sd64ggw4vgfmgrnsfags2247orprhjum","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreihpyjuocf4tr4ktgn4lryqmbvrwbdqbjratxzh3ypii3q7pu5vzya","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0202.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923001299-n48z935zj0s","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0202.jpg","page_number":202,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":204244,"text":"194 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nwe shall talk our way to the truth at last, for we are on the right\npath, while Pyotr Petrovitch ... is not on the right path.\nThough I've been calling them all sorts of names just now, I\ndo respect them all . . . though I don't respect Zametov, I like\nhim, for he is a puppy, and that bullock Zossimov, because he\nif an honest man and knows his work. But enough, it's all said\nand forgiven. Is it forgiven? Well, then, let's go on. I know\nthic corridor, I've been here, there was a scandal here at Num-\nber 3. . . . Where are you here? Which number? eight? Well,\nlock yourselves in for the night, then. Don't let anybody in. In\na quarter of an hour I'll come back with news, and half an hour\nlater I'll bring Zossimov, you'll see! Good-bye, I'll run.\"\n\"Good heavens, Dounia, what is going to happen?\" sai<^\nPulcheria Alexandrovna, addressing her daughter with anxiety\nand dismay.\n\"Don't worry yourself mother,\" said Dounia, taking off her\nhat and cape. \"God has sent this gentleman to our aid, though\nhe has come from a drinking party. We can depend on him,\nI assure you. And all that he has done for Rodya. ...\"\n\"Ah. Dounia, goodness knows whether he will come! How\ncould I bring myself to leave Rodya? . . . And how different,\nhow different I had fancied our meeting! How sullen he was,\nas though not pleased to see us. . . .\"\nTears came into her eyes.\n\"No, it's not that, mother. You didn't see, you were crying\nall the time. He is quite unhinged by serious illness — that's the\nreason.\"\n\"Ah, that illness! What will happen, what will happen? And\nhow he talked to you, Dounia!\" said the mother, looking\ntimidly at her daughter, trying to read her thoughts and, already\nhalf consoled by Dounia's standing up for her brother, which\nmeant that she had already forgiven him. \"I am sure he will\nthink better of it to-morrow,\" she added, probing her further.\n\"And I am sure that he will say the same to-morrow . . .\nabout that,\" Avdotya Romanovna said finally. And, of course,\nthere was no going beyond that, for this was a point which\nPulcheria Alexandrovna was afraid to discuss. Dounia went up\nand kissed her mother. The latter warmly embraced her without\nspeaking. Then she sat down to wait anxiously for Razumihin's\nreturn, timidly watching her daughter who walked up and","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:30:01.299Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:30:02.024Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:30:03.124Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}