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Crime and Punishment - Dostoyevsky, Fyodor ยท 77 words
What. As though that godless calumny was not enough this vile creature attacks me. What. On the day of my husbands funeral I am turned out of my lodging. After eating my bread and salt she turns me into the street, with my orphans. Where am I to go. wailed the poor woman, sobbing and gasping. Good God. she cried with flashing eyes, is there no justice upon earth. Whom should you protect if not us orphans.
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