{"id":"01KFE0HE3DXNT033X2V2XJ6V7Q","cid":"bafkreigvd3dme27tn6gwbqf7bkprvqzmsjz33jkib5yfa6vcgptlenaaui","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreidebgexebm7kv5srfklptj5g4ynknao7mdjdyyqhmfn5a55iowrgy","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0240.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923112738-ogaipxzm1fe","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0240.jpg","page_number":240,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":207631,"text":"232 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\n\"Polenka? Oh, yes; Polenka, that is the little girl. She is yovir\nsister? Did I give her the address?\"\n\"Why, had you forgotten?\"\n\"No, I remember.\"\n\"I had heard my father speak of you . . . only I did not know\nyour name, and he did not know it. And now I came . . . and as\n/ Sad learnt your name, I asked to-day, 'Where does Mr. Ras-\nkolnikov live?' I did not know you had only a room too. . . .\nGood-bye, I will tell Katerina Ivanovna.\"\nShe was extremely glad to escape at last; she went away look-\ning down, hurrying to get out of sight as soon as possible, to\nwalk the twenty steps to the turning on the right and to be at\nlast alone, and then moving rapidly along, looking at no one,\nnoticing nothing, to think, to remember, to meditate on every\nword, every detail. Never, never had she felt anything like this.\nDimly and unconsciously a whole new world was opening before\nher. She remembered suddenly that Raskolnikov meant to come\nto her that day, perhaps that morning, perhaps at once!\n\"Only not to-day, please, not to-day!\" she kept muttering\nwith a sinking heart, as though entreating some one, like a\nfrightened child. \"Mercy! to me ... to that room ... he will\nsee . . . oh, dear!\"\nShe was not capable at that instant of noticing an unknown\ngentleman who was watching her and- following at her heels.\nHe had accompanied her from the gateway. At the moment\nwhen Razumihin, Raskolnikov, and she stood still at parting\non the pavement, this gentleman, who was just passing, started\non hearing Sonia's words: \"and I asked where Mr. Raskolnikov\nlived?\" He turned a rapid but attentive look upon all three,\nespecially upon Raskolnikov, to whom Sonia was speaking; then\nlooked back and noted the house. All this was done in an instant\nas he passsed, and trying not to betray his interest, he walked\non more slowly as though waiting for something. He was wait-\ning for Sonia; he saw that they were parting, and that Sonia\nwas going home.\n\"Home? Where? I've seen that face somewhere,\" he thought.\n**I must find out.\"\nAt the turning he crossed over, looked round, and saw Sonia\ncoming the same way, noticing nothing. She turned the corner.\nHe followed her on