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- 96 CRIME AND PUNISHMENT
no sort of scandal, and his honour came drunk, and it's the
whole truth I am telling, Mr. Captain, and I am not to blame
. . . Mine is an honourable house, Mr. Captain, and honourable
behaviour, Mr. Captain, and I always, always dislike any scan-
dal myself. But he came quite tipsy, and asked for three bottles
again, and then he lifted up one leg, and began playing the
pianoforte with one foot, and that is not at all right in an
honourable house, and he ganz broke the piano, and it was very
bad manners indeed and I said so. And he took up a bottle and
began hitting every one with it. And then I called the porter,
and Karl came, and he took Karl and hit him in the fye; and he
hit Henriette in the eye, too, and gave me five slaps on the
cheek. And it was so ungentlemanly in an honourable house,
Mr. Captain, and I screamed. And he opened the window over
th^ canal, and stood in the window, squealing like a little pig;
it was a disgrace. The idea of squealing like a little pig at the
window into the street! Fie upon him! And Karl pulled him
away from the window by his coat, and it is true, Mr. Captain,
he tore sein rock. And then he shouted that man muss pay him
fifteen roubles damages. And I did pay him, Mr. Captain, five
roubles for sein rock. And he is an ungentlemanly visitor and
caused all the scandal. T will show you up,* he said, 'for I can
write to all the pa|>ers about you.' "
"Then he was an author?"
"Yes, Mr. Captain, and what an ungentlemanly visitor in an
honourable house. ..."
"Now then! Enough! I have told you already ..."
"Ilya Petrovitch!" the head clerk repeated significantly.
The assistant glanced rapidly at him; the head clerk slightly
shook his head.
"... So I tell you this, most respectable Luise Ivanovna, and
I tell it you for the last time," the assistant went on. "If there
is a scandal in your honourable house once again, I will put you
yourself in the lock-up, as it is called in polite society. Do you
hear? So a literary man, an author took five roubles for his
coat-tail in an 'honourable house'? A nice set, these authors!"
And he cast a contemptuous glance at Raskolnikov. "There
was a scandal the other day in a restaurant, too. An author had
eaten his dinner and would not pay; 'I'll write a satire on you,
says he.' And there was another of them on a steamer last week
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