{"id":"01KFE0G20XXW6AV31DCFCJJVXW","cid":"bafkreie7czvf4ic2wndyjmzxje54beoneiggm4z6tp2cdweqdzp7ho7s2u","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreifkrpteq5yfmqjum4vw6kcsylkhgi6qabjwgbc7ogcqakxdynfzhe","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0433.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071964-wgj6uihrf6i","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0433.jpg","page_number":433,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":218837,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 425\nfiry Petrovitch went on. \"Indeed I could scarcely attempt it.\nTo begin with there were rumours. Through whom, how, and\nwhen those rumours came to me . . . and how they afifected\nyou, I need not go into. My suspicions were aroused by a\ncomplete accident, which might just as easily not have hap-\npened. What was it? Hm! I believe there is no need to go into\nthat either. Those rumours and that accident led to one idea in\nmy mind. I admit it openly — for one may as well make a clean\nbreast of it— I,was the first to pitch on you. The old woman's\nnotes on the pledges and the rest of it— that all came to nothing.\nYours was one of a hundred. I happened, too, to hear of the\nscene at the office, from a man who described it capitally, un-\nconsciously reproducing the scene with great vividness. It was\njust one thing after another, Rodion Romanovitch, my dear\nfellow! How could I avoid being brought to certain ideas? From\na hundred rabbits you can't make a horse, a hundred suspicions\ndon't make a proof, as the English proverb says, but that's only\nfrom the rational point of view — you can't help being partial,\nfor after all a lawyer is only human. I thought, too, of your\narticle in that journal, do you remember, on your first visit we\ntalked of it? I jeered at you at the time, but that was only to\nlead you on. I repeat, Rodion Romanovitch, you are ill and\nimpatient. That you were bold, headstrong, in earnest and . . .\nhad felt a great deal I recognised long before. I, too, have felt\nthe same, so that yovir article seemed familiar to me. It was\nconceived on sleepless nights, with a throbbing heart, in ecstasy\nand suppressed enthusiasm. And that proud suppressed enthu-\nsiasm inyoung people is dangerous! I jeered at you then, but let\nme tell you that, as a literary amateur, I am awfully fond of\nsuch first essays, full of the heat of youth. There is a mistiness\nand a chord vibrating in the mist. Your article is absurd and\nfantastic, but there's a transparent sincerity, a youthful incor-\nruptible pride and the daring of despair in it. It's a gloomy\narticle, but that's what's fine in it. I read your article and put\nit aside, thinking as I did so 'that man won't go the commou\nway.' Well, I ask you, after that as a preliminary, how could\nI help being carried away by what followed? Oh, dear, I am not\nsaying anything, I am not making any statement now. I simply\nnoted it at the time. What is there in it? I reflected. There's\nnothing in it, that is really nothing and perhaps absolutely","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.964Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.705Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:14.109Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}