{"id":"01KFE0G20F62JC02G227VY9V86","cid":"bafkreieci3uyp4skreijwwqa4klprtlhemtpuwzkkhh2w36de7jcxd3uvu","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiapmbqxmg4z5k6k7ugxuo7yov3bekfgqrslppusbs7puwl7aneiuy","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0448.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071968-sw2wt1vhyc8","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0448.jpg","page_number":448,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":194859,"text":"440 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nare few places where there are so many gloomy, strong and\nqueer influences on the soul of man as in Petersburg. The mere\ninfluences of climate mean so much. And it's the administrative\ncentre of all Russia and its character must be reflected on the\nwhole country. But that is neither here nor there now. The\npoint is that I have several times watched you. You walk out\nof your house — holding your head high — twenty paces from\nhome you let it sink, and fold your hands behind your back. You\nlook and evidently see nothing before nor beside you. At last you\nbegin moving your lips and talking to yourself, and sometimes\nyou wave one hand and declaim, and at last stand still in the\nmiddle of the road. That's not at all the thing. Some one may\nbe watching you besides me, and it won't do you any good. It's\nnothing really to do with me and I can't cure you, but, of\ncourse, you understand me.\"\n\"Do you know that I am being followed?\" asked Raskol-\nnikov, looking inquisitively at him.\n\"No, I know nothing about it,\" said Svidrigai'lov, seeming\nsurprised.\n\"Well, then, let us leave me alone,*^ Raskolnikov muttered,\nfrowning.\n\"Very good, let us leave you alone.\"\n\"You had better tell me, if you come here to drink, and\ndirected me twice to come here to you, why did you hide, and\ntry to get away just now when I looked at the window from the\nstreet? I saw it.\"\n\"He-he! And why was it you lay on your sofa with closed\neyes and pretended to be asleep, though you were wide awake\nwhile I stood in your doorway? I saw it.\"\n\"I may have had . . . reasons. You know that yourself.\"\n\"And I may have had my reasons, though you don't know\nthem.\"Raskolnikov dropped his right elbow on the table, leaned his\nchin in the fingers of his right hand, and stared intently at\nSvidgrigailov. For a full minute he scrutinised his face, which\nhad impressed him before. It was a strange face, like a mask;\nwhite and red, with bright red lips, with a flaxen beard, and still\nthick flaxen hair. His eyes were somehow too blue and their ex-\npression somehow too heavy and fixed. There was something\nawfully unpleasant in that handsome face, which looked so","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.967Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.768Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:13.949Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}