{"id":"01KFE0HC9NSHY528HWHWTW6YEW","cid":"bafkreiff7w4vonj6a2n4p657zkocanx6bppecukxu3a2btnywlyortcfci","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreie3lfggp5jg4mszmzjpwgykyuwoa4zktivkhlq54u2hkch6okacyy","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0261.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923112743-rcx2akpywaq","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0261.jpg","page_number":261,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":198231,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 252\nslder myself a Mahomet or a Napoleon, nor any personage of\nthat kind, and not being one of them I cannot tell you how I\nshould act.\"\n\"Oh, come, don't we all think ourselves Napoleons now in\nRussia?\" Porfiry Pevovitch said with alarming familiarity.\nSomething peculiar betrayed itself in the very intonation of\nhis voice.\n\"Perhaps it was one of these future Napoleons who did for\nAlyona Ivanovna last week?\" Zametov blurted out from thecorner.\nRaskolnikov did not speak, but looked firmly and intently\nat Porfiry. Razumihin was scowling gloomily. He seemed before\nthis to be noticing something. He looked angrily around. There\nwas a minute of gloomy silence. Raskolnikov turned to go.\n\"Are you going already?\" Porfiry said amiably, holding out\nhis hand with excessive politeness. \"Very, very glad of your ac-\nquaintance. Asfor your request, have no uneasiness, write just\nas I told you, or, better still, come to me there yourself in a day\nor two . . . to-morrow, indeed. I shall be there at eleven o'clock\nfor certain. We'll arrange it all; we'll have a talk. As one of\nthe last to be there, you might perhaps be able to tell us some-\nthing,\" headded with a most good-natured expression.\n\"You want to cross-examine me officially in due form?\"\nRaskolnikov asked sharply.\n\"Oh, why? That's not necessary for the present. You misun-\nderstand me. I lose no opportunity, you see, and . . . I've talked\nwith all who had pledges. ... I obtained evidence from some of\nthem, and you are the last. . . . Yes, by the way,\" he cried,\nseemingly suddenly delighted, \"I just remember, what was I\nthinking of?\" he turned to Razumihin, \"you were talking my\nears off about that Nikolay ... of course, I know, I know very\nwell,\" he turned to Raskolnikov, \"that the fellow is innocent,\nbut what is one to do? We had to trouble Dmitri too. . . . This\nis the point, this is all: when you went up the stairs it was past\nseven, wasn't it?\"\n\"Yes,\" answered Raskolnikov, with an unpleasant sensation\nat the very moment he spoke that he need not have said it.\n\"Then when you went upstairs between seven and eight,\ndidn't you see in a flat that stood open on a second storey, do you\nremember, two workmen or at least one of them? They were","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:31:52.743Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:31:55.897Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:31:58.301Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}