{"id":"01KFE0GJJ0EAB2GTEF9AXXZDT4","cid":"bafkreidb4ie6qyj3b2dt265j3kbac3conrbnnyak7qspbrourmvz7jtq24","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiffbpquqrx2b3mww2q2yukuzxaxwblbqtukbemtmsgbj3zf4hvczu","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0501.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923089175-o11w3702vze","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0501.jpg","page_number":501,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":197157,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 493'\nought to put on now. . . . But I am talking nonsense and forget-\nting what matters; I'm somehow forgetful. . . . You see I have\ncome to warn you, Sonia, so that you might know . . . that's all\n— that's all I came for. But I thought I had more to say. You\nwanted me to go yourself. Well, now I am going to prison and\nyou'll have your wish. \"Well, what are you crying for? You too?\nDon't. Leave off! Oh, how I hate it all!\"\nBut his feeling was stirred; his heart ached, as he looked at\nher. \"Why is she grieving too?\" he thought to himself. \"What\nam I to her? Why does she weep? Why is she looking after me,\nlike my mother or Dounia? She'll be my nurse.\"\n\"Cross yourself, say at least one prayer,\" Sonia begged in atimid broken voice.\n\"Oh certainly, as much as you like! And sincerely, Sonia,\nsincerely. . . .\"\nBut he wanted to say something quite different.\nHe crossed himself several times. Sonia took up her shawl and\nput it over her head. It was the green drap de dames shawl of\nwhich Marmeladov had spoken, \"the family shawl.\" Raskolni-\nkov thought of that looking at it, but he did not ask. He began\nto feel himself that he was certainly forgetting things and was\ndisgustingly agitated. He was frightened at this. He was sud-\ndenly struck too by the thought that Sonia meant to go with\nhim.\n\"What are you doing? Where are you going? Stay here, stay!\nI'll go alone,\" he cried in cowardly vexation, and almost re-\nsentful, hemoved towards the door. \"What's the use of going\nin procession!\" he muttered going out.\nSonia remained standing in the middle of the room. He had\nnot even said good-bye to her; he had forgotten her. A poignant\nand rebellious doubt surged in his heart.\n\"Was it right, was it right, all this?\" he thought again as he\nwent down the stairs. \"Couldn't he stop and retract it all . . .\nand not go?\"\nBut still he went. He felt suddenly once for all that he\nmustn't ask himself questions. As he turned into the street he\nremembered that he had not said good-bye to Sonia, that he had\nleft her in the middle of the room in her green shawl, not daring\nto stir after he had shouted at her, and he stopped short for a\nmoment. At the same instant, another thought dawned upon","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:29.175Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:29.694Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:30.959Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}