{"id":"01KFE0G8A8HAW3WH0TGFATBS59","cid":"bafkreidxcobxlotnzzs6poohmib2dkvyezgvvpoikg5u2iysal4fufn25u","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiekuvjmwsksatuux6zcd6ziq3pz3wb2bcg347umjjknijnzi5fa7i","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0125.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923078557-zfzs8d5hti","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0125.jpg","page_number":125,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":212676,"text":"CHIME AND PUNISHMENT 117\nhead, raised him up and gave him tea in spoonfuls, again blow-\ning each spoonful steadily and earnestly, as though this process\nwas the principal and most effective means towards his friend's\nrecovery. Raskolnikov said nothing and made no resistance,\nthough he felt quite strong enough to sit up on the sofa with-\nout support and could not merely have held a cup or a spoon,\nbut even perhaps could have walked about. But from some\nqueer, almost animal, cunning he conceived the idea of hiding\nhis strength and lying low for a time, pretending if necessary\nnot to be yet in full possession of his faculties, and meanwhile\nlistening to find out what was going on. Yet he could not\novercome his sense of repugnance. After sipping a dozen spoon-\nfuls of tea, he suddenly released his head, pushed the spoon\naway capriciously, and sank back on the pillow. There were\nactually real pillows under his head now, down pillows in clean\ncases, he observed that, too, and took note of it.\n\"Pashenka must give us some raspberry jam to-day to make\nhim some raspberry tea,\" said Razumihin, going back to his\nchair and attacking his soup and beer again.\n\"And where is she to get raspberries for you?\" asked Nas-\ntasya, balancing a saucer on her five outspread fingers and\nsipping tea through a lump of sugar.\n\"She'll get it at the shop, my dear. You see, Rodya, all sorts\nof things have been happening while you have been laid up.\nWhen you decamped in that rascally way without leaving your\naddress, I felt so angry that I resolved to find you out and\npunish you. I set to work that very day. How I ran about\nmaking inquiries for you! This lodging of yours I had forgot-\nten, though I never remembered it, indeed, because I did not\nknow it; and as for your old lodgings, I could only remember\nit was at the Five Corners, Harlamov's house. I kept trying to\nfind that Harlamov's house, and afterwards it turned out that\nit was not Harlamov's, but Buch's. How one muddles up\nsound sometimes! So I lost my temper, and I went on the\nchance to the address bureau next day, and only fancy, in two\nminutes they looked you up! Your name is down there.\"\n\"My name!\"\n\"I should think so; and yet a General Kobelev they could\nnot find while I was there. Well, it's a long story. But as soon\nas I did land on this place, I soon got to kno^ all your affairs—'","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:18.557Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:19.180Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:20.306Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}