{"id":"01KFE0G21HJFPW6V84YZQNN2WZ","cid":"bafkreiccqt273slxc6tzt7qofmux3hjlu3b5ycscuvt5ltuzbi2tedfsjq","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiccyyctwrumdf3tv3mbez4vavwlg3f7c53gmmzirs367qrucajvam","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0500.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923071997-ql0imcu3tx","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0500.jpg","page_number":500,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":199692,"text":"492 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nsee nothing but the unwhitewashed blank wall of the next\nhouse. At last when she began to feel sure of his death — he\nwalked into the room.\nShe gave a cry of joy, but looking carefully into his face she\nturned pale.\n\"Yes,\" said Raskolnikov, smiling. \"I have come for yotu\"\ncross, Sonia. It was you told me to go to the cross roads; why\nis it you are frightened now it's come to that?\"\nSonia gazed at him astonished. His tone seemed strange to her;\na cold shiver ran over her, but in a moment she guessed that\nthe tone and the words were a mask. He spoke to her looking\naway, as though to avoid meeting her eyes.\n\"You see, Sonia, I've decided that it will be better so. There\nis one fact. . . . But it's a long story and there's no need to dis-\ncxiss it. But do you know what angers me? It annoys me that\nall those stupid brutish faces will be gaping at me directly, pes-\ntering me with their stupid questions, which I shall have to an-\nswer— they'll point their fingers at me. . . . Tfoo! You know I\nam not going to Porfiry, I am sick of him. I'd rather go to my\nfriend, the Explosive Lieutenant; how I shall surprise him, what\na sensation I shall make! But I must be cooler; I've become too\nirritable of late. You know I was nearly shaking my fist at my\nsister just now, because she turned to take a last look at me. It's\na brutal state to be in! Ah! what am I coming to! Well, where\nare the crosses?\"\nHe seemed hardly to know what he was doing. He could not\nstay still or concentrate his attention on anything; his ideas\nseemed to gallop after one another, he talked incoherently, his\nhands trembled slightly.\nWithout a word Sonia took out of the drawer two crosses,\none of cypress wood and one of copper. She made the sign of the\ncross over herself and over him, and put the wooden cross on\nhis neck.\n\"It's the symbol of my taking up the cross,\" he laughed.\n\"As though I had not suffered much till now! The wooden\ncross, that is the peasant one; the copper one, that is Lizaveta's\n— you will wear yourself, show me! So she had it on ... at\nthat moment? I remember two things like these too, a silver\none and a little ikon. I threw them back on the old woman's\nneck. Those would be appropriate now, really, those are what I","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:11.997Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:12.883Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:13.954Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}