{"id":"01KFE0G1XF4Z40NRNJPF4N59Y6","cid":"bafkreiex6oulsop7kppbcrmhbedt5xqk37556fcl6ojruk67mdfuf3i2wq","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreicl5wfypc665vz6cihiispla44anupfnonicpxo6spibqoe22e2oe","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0474.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071977-ath7iek77x7","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0474.jpg","page_number":474,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":195651,"text":"466 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\novna is not at home. The Kapernaumovs are far away — there\nare five locked rooms between. I am at least twice as strong as\nyou are and 1 have nothing to tear, besides. For you could not\ncomplain afterwards. You surely would not be willing actually\nto betray your brother? Besides, no one would believe you. How\nshould a girl have come alone to visit a solitary man in his\nlodgings? So that even if you do sacrifice your brother, you\ncould prove nothing. It is very difficult to prove an assault,\nAvdotya Romanovna.\"\n\"Scoundrel!\" whispered Dounia indignantly.\n\"As you like, but observe I was only speaking by way of a\ngeneral proposition. It's my personal conviction that you are\nperfectly right — violence is hateful. I only spoke to show you\nthat you need have no remorse even if . . . you were willing to\nsave your brother of your own accord, as I suggest to you. You\nwould be simply submitting to circumstances, co violence, in\nfact, if we must use that word. Think about it. Your brother's\nand your mother's fate are in your hands. I will be your slave\n... all my life. ... I will wait here.\"\nSvidrigaKlov sat down on the sofa about eight steps from\nDounia. She had not the slightest doubt now of his unbending\ndetermination. Besides, she knew him. Suddenly she pulled out\nof her pocket a revolver, cocked it and laid it in her hand on\nthe table. Svidrigailov jumped up.\n\"Aha! So that's it, is it?\" he cried, surprised but smiling\nmaliciously. \"Well, that completely alters the aspect of affairs.\nYou've made things wonderfully easier for me, Avdotya Ro-\nmanovna. But where did you get the revolver? Was it Mr.\nRazumihin? Why, it's my revolver, an old friend! And how\nI've hunted for it! The shooting lessons I've given you in the\ncountry have not been thrown away.\"\n\"It's not your revolver, it belonged to Marfa Petrovna, whom\nyou killed, wretch! There was nothing of yours in her house. I\ntook it when I began to suspect what you were capable of. If\nyou dare to advance one step, I swear I'll kill you.\" She wasfrantic.\n\"But your brother? I ask from curiosity,\" said Svidrigailov,\nstill standing where he was.\n\"Inform, if you want to! Don't stir! Don't come nearer! I'll","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.977Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.579Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:13.590Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}