{"id":"01KFE0G1XH2VR3VGCQ0AESQTAX","cid":"bafkreidv7y2uy4qyihvn5gdszrmnmzknwaljncafyazsddl4komzmwc6cm","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreifdchtywn6txh7juwldxim2bns2gk3pkcjzv6j3d6kya6l362uunu","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0493.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071992-q6lyea4yo89","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0493.jpg","page_number":493,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":194385,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 485\nBesides, I shouldn't believe any one, I should refuse to listen.\"\n\"I've come to assure you that I've always loved you and I am\nglad that we are alone, even glad Dounia is out,\" he went on\nwith the same impulse. \"I have come to tell you that though you\nwill be unhappy, you must believe that your son loves you now\nmore than himself, and that all you thought about me, that I\nwas cruel and didn't care about you, was all a mistake. I shall\nnever cease to love you. . . . Well, that's enough: I thought I\nmust do this and begin with this. ...\"\nPulcheria Alexandrovna embraced him in silence, pressing\nhim to her bosom and weeping gently.\n\"I don't know what is wrong with you, Rodya,\" she said at\nlast. \"I've been thinking all this time that we were simply\nboring you and now I see that there is a great sorrow in store for\nyou, and that's why you are miserable. I've foreseen it a long\ntime, Rodya. Forgive me for speaking about it. I keep thinking\nabout it and lie awake at nights. Your sister lay talking in her\nsleep all last night, talking of nothing but you. I caught some-\nthing, but I couldn't make it out. I felt all the morning as\nthough I were going to be hanged, waiting for something, ex-\npecting something, and now it has come! Rodya, Rodya, where\nare you going? You are going away somewhere?\"\n\"Yes.\"\n\"That's what I thought! I can come with you, you know,\nif you need me. And Dounia, too; she loves you, she loves yoi*\ndearly — and Sofya Semyonovna may come with us if you like.\nYou see, I am glad to look upon her as a daughter even. . . .\nDmitri Prokofitch will help us to go together. But . . . where\n. . . are you going?\"\n\"Good-bye, mother.\"\n\"What, to-day?\" she cried, as though losing him for ever.\n\"I can't stay, I must go now. . . .\"\n\"And can't I come with you?\"\n\"No, but kneel down and pray to God for me. Your prayer\nperhaps will reach Him.\"\n\"Let me bless you and sign you with the cross. That's right,\nthat's right. Oh, God, what are we doing?\"\nYes, he was glad, he was very glad that there was no one there,\nthat he was alone with his mother. For the first time after all\nthose awful months his heart was softened. He fell down before","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.992Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.743Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:13.808Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}