{"id":"01KFE0JG7AT3H4PEQ61MS2TVVD","cid":"bafkreibuf6k4wlrtvuykdu4lmp6r2l7ceu4wdljt5vheg4h2bs5jstf3yq","type":"file","properties":{"cid":"bafkreif3mot464qx5ah5vcpu5a2bwoaqa5toj5emwiktmwl5ylx2gjmlfa","content_type":"image/jpeg","filename":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0339.jpg","key":"pdf-page-1768923151898-gak90mauw4b","label":"crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0339.jpg","page_number":339,"pdf_type":"born_digital","size":200547,"text":"CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 331\ndefence; illnesss, I said, delirium, injury, melancholy and the\npolice officers and all the rest of it? Ah! He-he-he! Though,\nindeed, all those psychological means of defence are not very\nreliable and cut both ways: illness, delirium, I don't remember\n— that's all right, but why, my good sir, in your illness and in\nyour delirium were you haunted by just those delusions and not\nby any others? There may have been others, eh? He-he-he!\"\nRaskolnikov looked haughtily and contemptuously at him.\n\"Briefly,\" he said loudly and imperiously, rising to his feet\nand in so doing pushing Porfiry back a little, \"briefly, I want\nto know, do you acknowledge me perfectly free from suspicion\nor not? Tell me, Porfiry Petrovitch, tell me once for all and\nmake haste!\"\n\"What a business I'm having with you!\" cried Porfiry with\na perfectly good-humoured, sly and composed face. \"And why\ndo you want to know, why do you want to know so much, since\nthey haven't begun to worry you? Why, you are like a child\nasking for matches! And why are you so uneasy? Why do you\nforce yourself upon us, eh? He-he-he!\"\n\"I repeat,\" Raskolnikov cried furiously, \"that I can't put up\nwith it!\"\n\"With what? Uncertainty?\" interrupted Porfiry.\n\"Don't jeer at me! I won't have it! I tell you I won't have\nit. I can't and I won't, do you hear, do you hear?\" he shouted,\nbringing his fist down on the table again.\n\"Hush! Hush! They'll overhear! I warn you seriously, take\ncare of yourself. I am not joking,\" Porfiry whispered, but this\ntime there was not the look of old womanish good-nature and\nalarm in his face. Now he was peremptory, stern, frowning and\nfor once laying aside all mystification.\nBut this was only for an instant. Raskolnikov, bewildered,\nsuddenly fell into actual frenzy, but, strange to say, he again\nobeyed the command to speak quietly, though he was in s\nperfect paroxysm of fury.\n\"I will not allow myself to be tortured,\" he whispered, in-\nstantly recognising with hatred that he could not help obeying\nthe command and driven to even greater fury by the thought.\n\"Arrest me, search me, but kindly act in due form and don't\nplay with me! Don't dare!\"\n\"Don't worry about the form,\" Porfiry interrupted with the","text_extracted_at":"2026-01-20T15:32:31.898Z","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":"2026-01-20T15:32:32.832Z","ts":"2026-01-20T15:32:33.789Z","edited_by":{"method":"manual","user_id":"01KFCZWTBNJH4WFMS8354919KY"}}