{"id":"01KFE0G1ZSAMAWQWMJTHVXYQKQ","cid":"bafkreiaysfh2xdja7fc5ppko23s6sr36qve62yuia2mpd2z6heov27i2qi","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreidxzzuzacmsw7lsf4rxpot55azemkw3yoyatmandxhcalimkcojka","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0408.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071948-r8k3mbpu4p","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0408.jpg","page_number":408,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":210694,"text":"400 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\n\"She has certainly gone mad!\" he said to Raskolnikov, as\nthey went out into the street. \"I didn't want to frighten Sofya\nSemyonovna, so I said 'it seemed Uke it,' but there isn't a doubt\nof it. They say that in consumption, the tubercles sometimes\noccur in the brain; it's a pity I know nothing of medicine. I\ndid try to persuade her, but she wouldn't listen.\"\n\"Did you talk to her about the tubercles?\"\n\"Not precisely of the tubercles. Besides, she wouldn't have\nunderstood! But what I say is, that if you convince a person\nlogically that he has nothing to cry about, he'll stop crying.\nThat's clear. Is it your conviction that he won't?\"\n\"Life would be too easy if it were so,\" answered Raskolnikov.\n\"Excuse me, excuse me; of course it would be rather diflS-\ncult for Katerina Ivanovna to understand, but do you know\nthat in Paris they have been conducting serious experiments as\nto the possibility of curing the insane, simply by logical argu-\nment? One professor there, a scientific man of standing, lately\ndead, believed in the possibility of such treatment. His idea\nwas that there's nothing really wrong with the physical organ-\nism of the insane, and that insanity is, so to say, a logical mistake,\nan error of judgment, an incorrect view of things. He gradu-\nally showed the madman his error and, would you believe it, they\nsay he was successful? But as he made use of douches too, how\nfar success was due to that treatment remains uncertain. ... So\nit seems at least.\"\nRaskolnikov had long ceased to listen. Reaching the house\nwhere he lived, he nodded to Lebeziatnikov and went in at the\ngate. Lebeziatnikov woke up with a start, looked about him and\nhuTied on.\nRaskolnikov went into his little room and stood still in the\nmiddle of it. Why had he come back here? He looked at the\nyellow and tattered paper, at the dust, at his sofa. . . . From\nthe yard came a loud continuous knocking; some one seemed to\nbe hammering. . . He went to the window, rose on tiptoe and\nlooked out into the yard for a long time with an air of absorbed\nattention. But the yard was empty and he could not see who\nwas hammering. In the house on the left he saw some open\nwindows; on the window-sills were pots of sickly-looking\ngeraniums. Linen was hung out of the windows . . . He knew\nit all by heart. He turned away and sat down on the sofa.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.948Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.659Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:13.715Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}