{"id":"01KFE0DX2C7GJJ128JWWZ2TXFT","cid":"bafkreihujsrs2saorrs3r5hvt3ttphahhdp77yclcbm3ie2wfrp4fbczbm","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiaatngdaiaykstxlnizsz4724idt436ipqpw4qlxy4amntgxtt6tq","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0206.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923001300-b5mu1nksuj","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0206.jpg","page_number":206,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":198187,"text":"198 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nand when he had let him go, he stared at him and went ofif\ninto a sudden guffaw. Razumihin stood facing him in gloomy\nand earnest reflection.\n\"Of course, I am an ass,\" he observed, sombre as a storm\ncloud, \"but still . . . you are another.\"\n\"No, brother, not at all such another. I am not dreaming\nof any folly.\"\nThey walked along in silence and only when they were close\nto Raskolnikov's lodgings, Razumihin broke the silence in\nconsiderable anxiety.\n\"Listen,\" he said, \"you're a first-rate fellow, but among\nyour other failings, you're a loose fish, that, I know, and a\ndirty one, too. You are a feeble, nervous wretch, and a mass of\nwhims, you're getting fat and lazy and can't deny yourself\nanything — and I call that dirty because it leads on straight\ninto the dirt. You've let yourself get so slack that I don't\nknow how it is you are still a good, even a devoted doctor.\nYou — a doctor — sleep on a feather bed and get up at night\nto your patients! In another three or four years you won't\nget up for your patients. . . . But hang it all, that's not the\npoint! . . . You are going to spend to-night in the landlady's\nflat here. (Hard work I've had to persuade her!) And I'll be\nin the kitchen. So here's a chance for you to get to know her\nbetter. . . . It's not as you think! There's not a trace of anything\nof the sort, brother. ... !\"\n\"But I don't think!\"\n\"Here you have modesty, brother, silence, bashfulness, a\nsavage virtue . . . and yet she's sighing and melting like wax,\nsimply melting! Save me from her, by all that's unholy! She's\nmost prepossessing. . . . I'll repay you, I'll do anything. ...\"\nZossimov laughed more violently than ever.\n\"Well, you are smitten! But what am I to do wjth her?\"\n\"It won't be much trouble, I assure you. Talk any rot you like\nCO her, as long as you sit by her and talk. You're a doctor, too;\ntry curing her of something. I swear you won't regret it. She\nhas a piano, and you know, I strum a little. I have a song there,\na genuine Russian one: *I shed hot tears.' She likes the genuine\narticle — and well, it all began with that song; Now you're a\nregular performer, a maitre, a Rubinstein. ... I assure you,\nyou ^ron't regret it!\"","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:30:01.300Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:30:02.084Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:30:03.580Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}