{"id":"01KFE0EZ9D0851V6W5WTY08ZY2","cid":"bafkreierhqcxdlg7x5evrukj3zcde5ukkzwffiysux35z2mgf7db4itqza","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiegd56o65brlvg63javpl6xlxhpurb6tmzeiz7vt3jap7xxtmxpu4","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0324.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923036557-8k8u0g3g9g","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0324.jpg","page_number":324,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":207854,"text":"il6 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nit to the door that led to Sonia's room. The conversation had\nstruck him as interesting and remarkable, and he had greatly\nenjoyed it— so much so that he brought a chair that he might\nnot in the future, to-morrow, for instance, have to endure the\ninconvenience of standing a whole hovu:, but might listen in\ncomfort.\nCHAPTER V\nWhen next morning at eleven o'clock punctually Raskolnikov\nwent into the department of the investigation of criminal\ncauses and sent his name in to Porfiry Petrovitch, he was sur-\nprised atbeing kept waiting so long: it was at least ten minutes\nbefore he was summoned. He had expected that they would\npounce upon him. But he stood in the waiting-room, and people,\nwho apparently had nothing to do with him, were continually\npassing to and fro before him. In the next room which looked\nlike an office, several clerks were sitting writing and obviously\nthey had no notion who or what Raskolnikov might be. He\nlooked uneasily and suspiciously about him to see whether there\nwas not some guard, some mysterious watch being kept on\nhim to prevent his escape. But there was nothing of the sort: he\nsaw only the faces of clerks absorbed in petty details, then other\npeople, no one seemed to have any concern with him. He might\ngo where he liked for them. The conviction grew stronger in\nhim that if that enigmatic man of yesterday, that phantom\nsprung out of the earth, had seen everything, they would not\nhave let him stand and wait like that. And would they have\nwaited till he elected to appear at eleven? Either the man had\nnot yet given information, or ... or simply he knew nothing,\nhad seen nothing (and how could he have seen anything?) and\nso all that had happened to him the day before was again a\nphantom exaggerated by his sick and overstrained imagination.\nThis conjecture had begun to grow strong the day before, in the\nmidst of all his alarm and despair. Thinking it all over now and\npreparing for a fresh conflict, he was suddenly aware that he was\ntrembling — and he felt a rush of indignation at the thought that\nhe was trembling with fear at facing that hateful Porfiry Petro-\nvitch. What he dreaded above all was meeting that man again;\nhe hated him with an intense, unmitigated hatred and was","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":"2026-01-20T15:30:37.040Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:30:38.036Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}