{"id":"01KFE0G20QE75EJ76M4KZ13KQ8","cid":"bafkreibflt4o3shevbjpcn6gjmmuieuumuy367magvj3p4eylfq3esivdy","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreibaiyyko7gq7fykio37poe5ssur7oawwhccqfmkavf24uquo5wkly","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0492.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071991-zplsh5ldh","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0492.jpg","page_number":492,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":208654,"text":"484 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nit out) and how we prayed that they should be taken — they\nweren't! I was breaking my heart, Rodya, six or seven days ago\nover your food and your clothes and the way you are living.\nBut now I see again how foolish I was, for you can attain any\nposition you like by your intellect and talent. No doubt you\ndon't care about that for the present and you are occupied with\nmuch more important matters. . . .\"\n\"Dounia's not at home, mother?\"\n\"No, Rodya. I often don't see her; she leaves me alone.\nDmitri Prokofitch comes to see me, it's so good of him, and he\nalways talks about you. He loves and respects you, my dear.\nI don't say that Dounia is very wanting in consideration. I\nam not complaining. She has her ways and I have mine; she\nseems to have got some secrets of late and I never have any\nsecrets from you two. Of course, I am sure that Dounia has\nfar too much sense, and besides she loves you and me . . . but\nI don't know what it will all lead to. You've made me so happy\nby coming now, Rodya, but she has missed you by going out;\nwhen she comes in I'll tell her: your brother came in while you\nwere out. Where have you been all this time? You mustn't\nspoil me, Rodya, you know; come when you can, but if you\ncan't, it doesn't matter, I can wait. I shall know, anyway, that\nyou are fond of me, that will be enough for me. I shall read what\nyou write, I shall hear about you from every one, and sometimes\nyou'll come yourself to see me. What could be better? Here\nyou've come now to comfort your mother, I see that.\"\nHere Pulcheria Alexandrovna began to cry.\n\"Here I am again! Don't mind my foolishness. My goodness,\nwhy am I sitting here?\" she cried, jumping up. \"There is coffee\nand I don't offer you any. Ah, that's the selfishness of old age.\nI'll get it at once!\"\n\"Mother, don't trouble, I am going at once. I haven't come\nfor that. Please listen to me.\"\nPulcheria Alexandrovna went up to him timidly.\n\"Mother, whatever happens, whatever you hear about me,\nw^hatever you are told about me, will you always love me as you\ndo now?\" he asked suddenly from the fulness of his heart, as\nthough not thinking of his words and not weighing them.\n\"Rodya, Rodya, what is the matter? How can you ask me\nsuch a question? Why, who will tell me anything about you?","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.991Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.699Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:14.032Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}