- cid
- bafkreigu2yl4bh2hctsw5gqpdtogpnpdpxxppn3l7rezqhr6b7ubox4t54
- content_type
- image/jpeg
- filename
- crimepunishment00dostiala_page_0409.jpg
- key
- pdf-page-1768923071949-64eoohxnamv
- page_number
- 409
- pdf_type
- born_digital
- size
- 204889
- text
- CRIME AND PUNISHMENT 401
Never, never had he felt himself so fearfully alone!
Yes, he felt once more that he would perahaps come to hate
Sonia, now that he had made her more miserable.
"Why had he gone to her to beg for her tears? What need
had he to poison her life? Oh, the meanness of it!"
"I will remain alone," he said resolutely, "and she shall not
come to the prison!"
Five minutes later he raised his head with a strange snile.
That was a strange thought.
"Perhaps it really would be better in Siberia," he thought
suddenly.
He could not have said how long he sat there with vague
thoughts surging through his mind. All at once the door opened
and Dounia came in. At first she stood still and looked at him
from the doorway, just as he had done at Sonia; then she came
in and sat down in the same place as yesterday, on the chair
facing him. He looked silently and almost vacantly at her.
"Don't be angry, brother; I've only come for one minute,"said Dounia.
Her face looked thoughtful but not stern. Her eyes were
bright and soft. He saw that she too had come to him with love.
"Brother, now I know all, all. Dmitri Prokofitch has ex-
plained and told me everything. They are worrying and perse-
cuting you through a stupid and contemptible suspicion. . . .
Dmitri Prokofitch told me that there is no danger, and that you
are wrong in looking upon it with such horror. I don't think
so, and I fully understand how indignant you must be, and that
that indignation may have a permanent effect on you. That's
what I am afraid of. As for your cutting yourself off from us,
I don't judge you, I don't venture to judge you, and forgive
me for having blamed you for it. I feel that I too, if I had so
great a trouble, should keep away from every one. I shall tell
mother nothing of this, but I shall talk about you continually
and shall tell her from you that you will come very soon. Don't
worry about her; / will set her mind at rest; but don't you try
her too much — come once at least; remember that she is your
mother. And now I have come simply to say" (Dounia began
to get up) "that if you should need me or should need ... all
my life or anything . . . call me, and I'll come. Good-byel"
She turned abruptly and went towards the door.
- text_extracted_at
- 2026-01-20T15:31:11.949Z
- text_extracted_by
- pdf-processor
- text_has_content
- true
- text_source
- born_digital
- uploaded
- true