{"id":"01KFE0EZ9BGCBJ4SJ9JK1XMFPD","cid":"bafkreifsl6cqp54b7uhegkkgouea2vhoj64p6ld6bgv5rmlnvlwxnjoiba","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreicbsgzvdiplwdtyodv5tlhft377tahhwmosg63ka6bp5z3zdmzmrm","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0325.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923036557-dr1egrjq76k","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0325.jpg","page_number":325,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":203058,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 3 17\nafraid his hatred might betray him. His indignation was such\nthat he ceased trembling at once; he made ready to go in with\na cold and arrogant bearing and vowed to himself to keep as\nsilent as possible, to watch and listen and for once at least to\ncontrol his overstrained nerves. At that moment he was sum-\nmoned toPorfiry Petrovitch.\nHe found Porfiry Petrovitch alone in his study. His study\nwas a room neither large nor small, furnished with a large writ-\ning-table, that stood before a sofa, upholstered in checked\nmaterial, a bureau, a bookcase in the corner and several chairs\n— all government furniture, of polished yellow wood. In the\nfurther wall there was a closed door, beyond it there were, no\ndoubt, other rooms. On Raskolnikov's entrance Porfiry Petro-\nvitch had at once closed the door by which he had come in\nand they remained alone. He met his visitor with an apparently\ngenial and good-tempered air, and it was only after a few min-\nutes that Raskolnikov saw signs of a certain awkwardness in\nhim, as though he had been thrown out of his reckoning or\ncaught in something very secret.\n\"Ah, my dear fellow! Here you are ... in our domain\" . . .\nbegan Porfiry, holding out both hands to him. \"Come, sit down,\nold man ... or perhaps you don't like to be called 'my dear fel-\nlow* and 'old man' — tout court? Please don't think it too\nfamiliar. . . . Here, on the sofa.\"\nRaskolnikov sat down, keeping his eyes fixed on him. \"In\nour domain,\" the apologies for familiarity, the French phrase\ntout court, were all characteristic signs.\n\"He held out both hands to me, but he did not give me one —\nhe drew it back in time,\" struck him suspiciously. Both were\nwatching each other, but when their eyes met, quick as light-\nning they looked away.\n\"I brought you this paper . . . about the watch. Here it is\nIs it all right or shall I copy it again?\"\n\"What? A paper? Yes, yes, don't be uneasy, it's all right,*'\nPorfiry Petrovitch said as though in haste, and after he had said\nit he took the paper and looked at it. \"Yes, it's all right. Nothing\nmore is needed,\" he declared with the same rapidity and he laid\nthe paper on the table.\nA minute later when he was ulking of something else he took\nit from the table and put it on his bureau.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:30:36.557Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:30:37.134Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:30:38.241Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}