{"id":"01KFE0JFYA0PE8NRGX5QJXAPST","cid":"bafkreiag32y36mqj67pxchqlffffafr4sgv55vqaldwwcnjcll3qvqy7fy","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreiaokpjhrdpyvue6fzs4zmjnz5rxtrh63xupuisybiw7jbtyoe2vxi","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0334.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923151897-70kxujdcw83","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0334.jpg","page_number":334,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":204270,"text":"326 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nparably, but he didn't reckon on his temperament. That's what\nbetrays him! Another time he will be carried away by his play-\nful wit into making fun of the man who suspects him, he will\nturn pale as it were on purpose to mislead, but his paleness will\nbe too natural, too much like the real thing, again he has given\nus an idea! Though his questioner may be deceived at first, he\nwill think diflferently next day if he is not a fool, and, of course,\nit is like that at every step! He puts himself forward where he is\nnot wanted, sp>eaks continually when he ought to keep silent,\nbrings in all sorts of allegorical allusions, he-he! Comes and asks\nwhy didn't you take me long ago, he-he-he! And that can\nhappen, you know, with the cleverest man, the psychologist,\nthe hterary man. The temperament reflects everything like 9\nmirror! Gaze into it and admire what you see! But why are\nyou so pale, Rodion Romanovitch? Is the room stuffy? Shall I\nopen the window?\"\n\"Oh, don't trouble, please,\" cried Riskolnikov and he sud-\ndenly broke into a laugh. \"Please don't trouble.\"\nPorfiry stood facing him, paused a moment and suddenly he\ntoo laughed. Raskolnikov got up from the sofa, abruptly check-\ning his hysterical laughter.\n\"Porfiry Petrovitch,\" he began, speaking loudly and dis-\ntinctly, though his legs trembled and he could scarcely stand.\n**I see clearly at last that you actually suspect me of murdering\nthat old woman and her sister Lizaveta. Let me tell you for my\npart that I am sick of this. If you find that you have a right to\nprosecute me legally, to arrest me, then prosecute me, arrest me.\nBut I will not let myself be jeered at to my face and worried . . .\"\nHis lips trembled, his eyes glowed with f vuy and he could not\nrestrain his voice.\n\"I won't allow it!\" he shouted, bringing his fist down on the\ntable. \"Do you hear that, Porfiry Petrovitch? I won't allow it.\"\n\"Good heavens! What does it mean?\" cried Porfiry Petro-\nvitch, apparently quite frightened. \"Rodion Romanovitch, my\ndear fellow, what is the matter with you?\"\n\"I won't allow it,\" Raskolnikov shouted again.\n\"Hush, my dear man! They'll hear and come in. Just think,\nwhat could we say to them?\" Porfiry Petrovitch whispered in\nhorror, bringing his face close to Raskolnikov's.","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:32:31.897Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:32:32.460Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:32:33.379Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}