{"id":"01KFE0EZR16K84PM4AY7SWP18W","cid":"bafkreickqvik5qehwd2qe2z2hlebq4id52siuzz3pkrkfopypx3xvva7mi","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreihhceff2pvd7bhoodeltxf4uphuffxihvm2nxhr5655y2xc5afnka","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0382.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923036576-28spof6b36j","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0382.jpg","page_number":382,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":213962,"text":"374 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nbecause my children were starving, she sold herself for us! Ah,\nhusband, husband! Do you see? Do you see? What a memorial\ndinner for you! Merciful heavens! Defend her, why are you all\nstanding still? Rodion Romano vitch, why don't you stand up\nfor her? Do you believe it, too? You are not worth her little\nfinger, all of you together! Good God! Defend her now, at\nleast!\"The wail of the poor, consumptive, helpless woman seemed to\nproduce a great effect on her audience. The agonised, wasted,\nconsumptive face, the parched blood-stained lips, the hoarse\nvoice, the tears unrestrained as a child's, the trustful, childish\nand yet despairing prayer for help were so piteous that every\none seemed to feel for her. Pyotr Petrovitch at any rate was at\nonce moved to compassion.\n\"Madam, madam, this incident does not reflect upon you!\"\nhe cried impressively, \"no one would take upon himself to\naccuse you of being an instigator or even an accomplice in it,\nespecially as you have proved her guilt by turning out her\npockets, showing that you had no previous idea of it. I am most\nready, most ready to show compassion, if poverty, so to speak,\ndrove Sofya Semyonovna to it, but why did you refuse to con-\nfess, jnademoiselle? Were you afraid of the disgrace? The first\nstep? You lost your head, perhaps? One can quite understand\nit. . . . But how could you have lowered yourself to such an\naction? Gentlemen,\" he addressed the whole company, \"gentle-\nmen! Compassionate and so to say commiserating these people, I\nam ready to overlook it even now in spite of the personal insult\nlavished upon me! And may this disgrace be a lesson to you for\nthe future,\" he said, addressing Sonia, \"and I will carry the\nmatter no further. Enough!\"\nPyotr Petrovitch stole a glance at Raskolnikov. Their eyes\nmet, and the fire in Raskolnikov's seemed ready to reduce him\nto ashes. Meanwhile Katerina Ivanovna apparently heard noth-\ning. She was kissing and hugging Sonia like a madwoman. The\nchildren, too, were embracing Sonia on all sides, and Polenka, —\nthough she did not fully understand what was wrong, — was\ndrowned in tears and shaking with sobs, as she hid her pretty\nlittle face, swollen with weeping, on Sonia's shoulder.\n\"How vile!\" a loud voice cried suddenly in the doorway.\nPyotr Petrovitch looked round quickly.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:30:36.576Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:30:37.607Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:30:38.909Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}