{"id":"01KFE0GJJQ8ZB04T0302P8RRYT","cid":"bafkreie666tfn6hwzft3hdh2hn4yuvl6hzx6mvoopmyuzufjk47o3tau6q","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreidnnqt3esnbso4kci7l3rq6eidf3dmwqq5mxekc7sog6ingfa3dz4","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0519.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923089182-njsbwio2q78","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0519.jpg","page_number":519,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":202180,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 511\ndistnist and hostility. He felt and knew the reasons of his\nisolation, but he would never have admitted till then that those\nreasons were so deep and strong. There were some Polish exiles,\npohtical prisoners, among them. They simply looked down\nupon all the rest as ignorant churls; but Raskolnikov could not\nlook upon them like that. He saw that these ignorant men were\nin many respects far wiser than the Poles. There were some\nRussians who were just as contemptuous, a former officer and\ntwo seminarists. Raskolnikov saw their mistake as clearly. He\nwas disHked and avoided by every one; they even began to hate\nhim at last, — why, he could not tell. Men who had been far more\"\nguilty despised and laughed at his crime.\n\"You're a gentleman,\" they used to say. \"You shouldn't\nhack about with an axe; that's not a gentleman's work.\"\nThe second week in Lent, his turn came to take the sacrament\nwith his gang. He went to church and prayed with the others.\nA quarrel broke out one day, he did not know how. All fell on\nhim at once in a fury.\n\"You're an infidel! You don't believe in God,\" they shouted.\n\"You ought to be killed.\"\nHe had never talked to them about God nor his belief, but\nthey wanted to kill him as an infidel. He said nothing. One of\nthe prisoners rushed at him in a perfect frenzy. Raskolnikov\nawaited him calmly and silently; his eyebrows did not quiver,\nhis face did not flinch. The guard succeeded in intervening\nbetween him and his assailant, or there would have been blood-\nshed.\nThere was another question he could not decide: why were\nthey all so fond of Sonia? She did not try to win their favour;\nshe rarely met them, sometimes only she came to see him at work\nfor a moment. And yet everybody knew her, they knew that\nshe had come out to follow him, knew how and where she lived.\nShe never gave them money, did them no particular services.\nOnly once at Christmas she sent them all presents of pies and\nrolls. But by degrees closer relations sprang up between them\nand Sonia. She would write and post letters for them to their\nrelations. Relations of the prisoners who visited the town, at\ntheir instructions, left with Sonia presents and money for them.\nTheir wives and sweethearts knew her and used to visit her. And\nwhen she visited Raskolnikov at work, or met a party of the","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:29.182Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:29.609Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:30.766Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}