{"id":"01KFE0G1Z6KESSJHKWF7MKMJQB","cid":"bafkreigjpkemug6rukw27ubk5e7orzkqausetext6zogkee5c7qxx4toda","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreieqffhfi6n5u3q66tqvevrxjfb663bkohv5djkbhmpgbpeylk7jby","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0487.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071990-va102knshd","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0487.jpg","page_number":487,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":216454,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT A79\ncarrying the candle, into the passage to look for the ragged\nattendant who would be asleep somewhere in the midst of candle\nends and all sorts of rubbish, to pay him for the room and leave\nthe hotel. \"It's the best minute; I couldn't choose a better,\"\nHe walked for some time through a long narrow corridor\nwithout finding any one and was just going to call out, when\nsuddenly in a dark corner between an old cupboard and the door\nhe caught sight of a strange object which seemed to be alive.\nHe bent down with the candle and saw a little girl, not more\nthan five years old, shivering and crying, with her clothes as\nwet as a soaking house-flannel. She did not seem afraid of\nSvidrigailov, but looked at him with blank amazement out of\nher big black eyes. Now and then she sobbed as children da\nwhen they have been crying a long time, but are beginning to\nbe comforted. The child's face was pale and tired, she was numb\nwith cold. \"How can she have come here? She must have hidden\nhere and not slept all night.\" He began questioning her. The\nchild suddenly becoming animated, chattered away in her baby\nlanguage, something about \"mammy\" and that \"mammy would\nbeat her,\" and about some cup that she had \"bwoken.\" The child\nchattered on without stopping. He could only guess from what\nshe said that she was a neglected child, whose mother, probably\na drunken cook, in the service of the hotel, whipped and fright-\nened her; that the child had broken a cup of her mother's and\nwas so frightened that she had run away the evening before, had\nhidden for a long while somewhere outside in the rain, at last\nhad made her way in here, hidden behind the cupboard and spent\nthe night there, crying and trembling from the damp, the dark-\nness and the fear that she would be badly beaten for it. He took\nher in his arms, went back to his room, sat her on the bed, and\nbegan undressing her. The torn shoes which she had on her\nstockingless feet were as wet as if they had been standing in a\npuddle all night. When he had undressed her, he put her on the\nbed, covered her up and wrapf>ed her in the blanket from her\nhead downwards. She fell asleep at once. Then he sank intO'\ndreary musing again.\n\"What folly to trouble myself,\" he decided suddenly with\nan oppressive feeling of annoyance. \"What idiocy!\" In vexation\nhe took up the candle to go and look for the ragged attendant\nagain and make haste to go away. \"Damn the child!\" he thought","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.990Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.646Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:13.969Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}