{"id":"01KFE0JG3WYYW69TX7T8G1Q84M","cid":"bafkreifhtrumevnptpbez2q372s7uyv227mv2npyiy5h344zljrrkv5xhi","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreih4y2o235xgqcaevcywifmhw3un7q46jfrfr3uh4rz7b3g35yambi","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0400.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923151919-05jrcou3k6c","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0400.jpg","page_number":400,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":199714,"text":"392 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT\nfunny? Yes, Sonia, the fiinniest thing of all is that perhaps\nthat's just how it was.\"\nSonia did not think it at all funny.\n\"You had better tell me straight out . . . without examples,\"\nshe begged, still more timidly and scarcely audibly.\nHe turned to her, looked sadly at her and took her hands.\n\"You are right again, Sonia. Of course that's all nonsense,\nit's almost all talk! You see, you know of course that my mother\nhas scarcely anything, my sister happened to have a good educa-\ntion and was condemned to drudge as a governess. All their\nhopes were centered on me. I was a student, but I couldn't keep\nmyself at the university and was forced for a time to leave it.\nEven if I had Ungered on like that, in ten or twelve years I\nmight (with luck) hope to be some sort of teacher or clerk with\na salary of a thousand roubles\" (he repeated it as though it were\na lesson) \"and by that time my mother would be worn out\nwith grief and anxiety and I could not succeed in keeping her\nin comfort while my sister . . . well, my sister might well have\nfared worse! And it's a hard thing to pass everything by all one's\nlife, to turn one's back upon everything, to forget one's mother\nand decorously accept the insults inflicted on one's sister. Whyshould one? When one has buried them to burden oneself with\nothers — wife and children — and to leave them again without\na farthing? So I resolved to gain possession of the old woman's\nmoney and to use it for my first years without worrying my\nmother, to keep myself at the university and for a little while\nafter leaving it— and to do this all on a broad, thorough scale,\nso as to build up a completely new career and enter upon a new\nlife of independence. . . . Well . . . that's all. . . . Well, of course\nin killing the old woman I did wrong. . . . Well, that's enough.\"\nHe struggled to the end of his speech in exhaustion and let\nhis head sink.\n\"Oh, that's not it, that's not it,\" Sonia cried in distress. \"How\ncould one . . . no, that's not right, not right.\"\n\"You see yourself that it's not right. But I've spoken truly,\nit's the truth.\"\n\"As though that could be the truth! Good God!\"\n\"I've only killed a louse, Sonia, a useless, loathsome, harmful\ncreature.\"\n\"A human being — a louse!\"","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:32:31.919Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:32:32.713Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:32:33.948Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}