{"id":"01KFE0G8B7P9FT541W59C9N373","cid":"bafkreibfchkao57eckshucquhrkurshr2xyceitvbnjy2vtshveqwhavgi","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreihg4mipqz4bk6zxvfgsgg6x2s3wdu5fimehivaf4hjdzibcfdm5ei","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0165.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923078578-f9ipbzkx5se","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0165.jpg","page_number":165,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":196978,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 157\nmoney or not. If he had no money and suddenly begins spending,\nhe must be the man. So that any child can mislead you.\"\n\"The fact is they always do that, though,\" answered Zame-\ntov. \"A man will commit a clever murder at the risk of his life\nand then at once he goes drinking in a tavern. They are caught\nsp)ending money, they are not all as cunning as you are. You\nwouldn't go to a tavern, of course?\"\nRaskolnikov frowned and looked steadily at Zametov.\n\"You seem to enjoy the subject and would like to know how\nI should behave in that case, too?\" he asked with displeasure.\n\"I should like to,\" Zametov answered firmly and seriotisly.\nSomewhat too much earnestness began to appear in his words\nand looks.\n\"Very much?\"\n\"Very much!\"\n\"All right then. This is how I should behave,\" Raskolnikov\nbegan, again bringing his face close to Zametov's, again staring\nat him and speaking in a whisper, so that the latter positively\nshuddered. \"This is what I should have done. I should have\ntaken the money and jewels, I should have walked out of there\nand have gone straight to some deserted place with fences\nround it and scarcely any one to be seen, some kitchen garden\nor place of that sort. I should have looked out beforehand some\nstone weighing a hundredweight or more which had been lying\nin the corner from the time the house was built. I would lift\nthat stone — there would sure to be a hollow under it, and I\nwould put the jewels and money in that hole. Then I'd roll the\nstone back so that it would look as before, would press it down\nwith my foot and walk away. And for a year or two, three may-\nbe, Iwould not touch it. And, well, they could search! There'd\nbe no trace.\"\n\"You are a madman,\" said Zametov, and for some reason\nhe too spoke in a whisper, and moved away from Raskolnikov,\nwhose eyes were glittering. He had turned fearfully pale and\nhis upper Up was twitching and quivering. He bent down as\nclose as possible to Zametov, and his lips began to move without\nuttering a word. This lasted for half a minute; he knew what\nhe was doing, but could not restrain himself. The terrible word\ntrembled on his lips, like the latch on that door; in another","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:18.578Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:19.308Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:20.259Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}