{"id":"01KFE0EZG15ZQXJAZTKWRPX6M0","cid":"bafkreihsx7lbavpzd3ixjgy6ss34qztsiouchwx3vuebokgitgryvb33va","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreibzpjhpfopsqo3qnzbkub2w3dqy25nz3vvn2adz4pl3eaivpldg74","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0393.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923036579-4789ei3gqt9","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0393.jpg","page_number":393,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":198389,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 385\ndecision — who has made me a judge to decide who is to live and\nwho is not to Uve?\"\n\"Oh, if the Divine Providence is to be mixed up in it, there is\nno doing anything,\" Raskolnikov grumbled morosely.\n\"You'd better say straight out what you want!\" Sonia cried\nin distress. \"You are leading up to something again. . . . Can\nyou have come simply to torture me?\"\nShe could not control herself and began crying bitterly. He\nlooked at her in gloomy misery. Five minutes passed.\n\"Of course you're right, Sonia,\" he said softly at last. He\nwas suddenly changed. His tone of assumed arrogance and\nhelpless defiance was gone. Even his voice was suddenly weak.\n\"I told you yesterday that I was not coming to ask forgiveness\nand almost the first thing I've said is to ask forgiveness. ... I\nsaid that about Luzhin and Providence for my own sake. I was\nasking forgiveness, Sonia. . , .\"\nHe tried to smile, but there was something helpless and in-\ncomplete inhis pale smile. He bowed his head and hid his face\nin his hands.\nAnd suddenly a strange, svurprising sensation of a sort of\nbitter hatred for Sonia passed through his heart. As it were\nwondering and frightened of this sensation, he raised his head\nand looked intently at her; but he met her uneasy and painfully\nanxious eyes fixed on him; there was love in them; his hatred\nvanished like a phantom. It was not the real feeling; he had\ntaken the one feeling for the other. It only meant that that\nminute had come.\nHe hid his face in his hands again and bowed his head. Sud-\ndenly heturned pale, got up from his chair, looked at Sonia, and\nwithout uttering a word sat down mechanically on her bed.\nHis sensations that moment were terribly like the moment\nwhen he had stood over the old woman with the axe in his hand\nand felt that \"he must not lose another minute.\"\n\"What's the matter?\" asked Sonia, dreadfully frightened.\nHe could not utter a word. This was not at all, not at all the\nway he had intended to \"tell\" and he did not understand what\nwas hapf>ening to him now. ,She went up to him, softly, sz\",\ndown on the bed beside him and waited, not taking her eyes\noff him. Her heart throbbed and sank. It was unendurable; he\nturned his deadly pale face to her. His lips worked, helplessly","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:30:36.579Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:30:37.339Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:30:38.493Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}