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Three Years (Chap. 1) - Anton Chekhov

... a bell. She never carries on a conversation with me?I don't know her; but when I'm beside her I feel she's a striking, exceptional creature, full of intelligence and lofty aspirations. She is religious, and you ...

A Dreary Story (Chap. 2) - Anton Chekhov

... a profound reverence for my fame and my learning, but from his eyes I can see he feels a contempt for my voice, my pitiful figure, and my nervous gesticulation. I impress him in my ...

A Dreary Story (Chap. 3) - Anton Chekhov

... its day," says Mihail Fyodorovitch emphatically. "Its song is sung. Yes, indeed. Mankind begins to feel impelled to replace it by something different. It has grown on the soil of superstition, ...

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A Living Chattel (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... by side leads to . . . reflections . . . that is . . . not to reflections, but there is a certain awkward feeling. . . ." "Yes. . . . That is so, I have thought of it myself. Very good, I will go away." "We ...

Ariadne (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... be that I, a cultivated man endowed with a complex spiritual organisation, ought to explain the intense attraction I feel towards a woman simply by the fact that her bodily formation is different from mine? Oh, ...

The Princess (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... see you. Forgive me, for God's sake. . . . I was carried away yesterday by an evil, vindictive feeling and I talked . . . nonsense. In short, I beg your pardon." The princess smiled graciously, and held out ...

The Sea-Gull (Act 2) - Anton Chekhov

... write, write, write, once more. And so it goes for everlasting. I cannot escape myself, though I feel that I am consuming my life. To prepare the honey I feed to unknown crowds, I am doomed ...

A Doctor's Visit (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... were steam motors, electricity, telephones, and kept thinking of lake-dwellings, of the Stone Age, feeling the presence of a crude, unconscious force....         And again there came the sound: "Dair ... dair ... dair ... ...

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A Dreary Story (Chap. 1) - Anton Chekhov

... the lecture-theatre. In the course of thirty years I have not grown accustomed to this feeling, and I experience it every morning. I nervously button up my coat, ask Nikolay unnecessary questions, lose ...

A Dreary Story (Chap. 4) - Anton Chekhov

... difficult to understand why doorkeepers and theatre attendants are so dignified, haughty, and majestically rude. I feel exactly the same terror when I read serious articles. Their extraordinary dignity, their bantering lordly tone, ...

A Dreary Story (Chap. 6) - Anton Chekhov

... wet with tears, but her expression now is cold and forbidding.... I look at her, and feel ashamed that I am happier than she. The absence of what my philosophic colleagues call a general ...

An Actor's End (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... like you. You'll live to be a hundred. . . . Where's the pain?" "There's no pain, but I . . . feel . . ." "You don't feel anything, it all comes from being too healthy. Your surplus energy upsets you. You ought ...

Enemies (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... !" he said, growing more animated. "How strange!" "Doctor, I am not a stone, I fully understand your position . . . I feel for you," Abogin said in an imploring voice, laying his hand on his scarf. "But I ...

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From The Diary Of A Violent-Tempered Man (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... not be able to answer for myself, that there may be an explosion, but gentlemanly feeling and the fear of committing a breach of good manners compels me to obey the ladies. ...

Gooseberries (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... , washed and combed, in a new coat, was walking about the drawing-room, evidently enjoying the feeling of warmth, cleanliness, dry clothes, and light shoes; and when lovely Pelagea, stepping noiselessly on ...

My Life (Chap. 9) - Anton Chekhov

... and girls were vulgar, absurdly dressed, and without manners; and such comparisons roused in me a feeling of pride; Maria Victorovna was better than all of them. And at night I dreamed of ...

Neighbours (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... of Dostoevsky; long letters and copies written in a bad, unintelligible hand-writing, but with great feeling, endless misunderstandings, explanations, disappointments, then debts, a second mortgage, the allowance to his wife, the monthly ...

Panic Fears (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... was glimmering peacefully. "So everything is well," I thought, looking at them. I had a quiet, peaceful, comfortable feeling in my heart. I was returning from a tryst, I had no need to hurry; I was not sleepy, ...

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The Black Monk (Chap. 1) - Anton Chekhov

... summer as bright, cheerful, and long; and suddenly there stirred in his bosom a joyous, youthful feeling, such as he used to experience in his childhood, running about in that garden. And ...

The Cattle-Dealers (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... sees only the dim lights and wretched buildings beyond the station, hears the cabmen shouting, feels a sharp, cold wind on his face, and imagines that the town is probably disagreeable, uncomfortable, ...

The Darling (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... former attachments not one had been so deep; never had her soul surrendered to any feeling so spontaneously, so disinterestedly, and so joyously as now that her maternal instincts were aroused. ...

The Duel (Chap. 15) - Anton Chekhov

... of silence. Von Koren suddenly raised his eyes to Laevsky and asked: "How do you feel after yesterday?" "Very well indeed," said Laevsky, flushing. "It really was nothing much. . . ." "Until yesterday I ...

The Duel (Chap. 2) - Anton Chekhov

... you at home?" "I'm here," Laevsky responded. "What do you want?" "Papers." Laevsky got up languidly, feeling giddy, walked into the other room, yawning and shuffling with his slippers. There, at the ...

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The Duel (Chap. 9) - Anton Chekhov

... mine. Eh? Don't you taste it?" "Yes. You have comforted me, Alexandr Daviditch. Thank you. . . . I feel better." "Is there any acidity?" "Goodness only knows, I don't know. But you are a splendid, wonderful ...

The Marshal's Widow (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... something like a child. I did not understand what he said, but I know how to understand true feeling. The police captain, the handsome man of whom I wrote to you, went down on his ...

The Sea-Gull (Act 1) - Anton Chekhov

... I find myself the only nonentity among a crowd of her guests, all celebrated authors and artists? I feel that they only endure me because I am her son. Personally I am nothing, nobody. I pulled through ...

The Sea-Gull (Act 4) - Anton Chekhov

... he has already written. TREPLIEFF I have talked a great deal about new forms of art, but I feel myself gradually slipping into the beaten track. [He reads] "The placard cried it from the ...

The Two Volodyas (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... wonderful!" She had become convinced in the restaurant, too, that not a spark of her old feeling remained. For the friend of her childhood, Vladimir Mihalovitch, or simply Volodya, with whom only ...

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Three Years (Chap. 14) - Anton Chekhov

... people talk nonsense or cheat, and even so enjoy life, while I consciously do good, and feel nothing but uneasiness or complete indifference. I explain all that, Gavrilitch, by my being a slave, the ...

Three Years (Chap. 3) - Anton Chekhov

... offers you a splendid opportunity for leaving me, to your great satisfaction. And I quite understand your feelings. To live with an old father, an invalid, half crazy, must be very irksome at ...

Three Years (Chap. 4) - Anton Chekhov

... seeing to his surprise Yulia Sergeyevna, Laptev had again the humiliating sensation of a man who feels himself an object of repulsion. He concluded that if after what had happened yesterday she ...

Uncle Vanya (Act 3) - Anton Chekhov

... sit rattling at their counting-boards, the cricket chirps, and I sit beside them and paint, feeling warm and peaceful. But I don't permit myself this luxury very often, only once a month. [Pointing ...

About Love (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... the same irresistible, thrilling impression of beauty and sweet, caressing eyes, and again the same feeling of nearness. We sat side by side, then went to the foyer. "'You've grown ...

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A Happy Man (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... , looking at the tipsy and blissful bridegroom, are infected by his cheerfulness and no longer feel sleepy. Instead of one listener, Ivan Alexyevitch has now an audience of five. He wriggles ...

An Anonymous Story (Chap. 11) - Anton Chekhov

... .         "Good-bye, my dear fellow," he said sadly, and went away. I shall never forget the feeling that this man left behind him.         Zinaida Fyodorovna still walked about the room in her ...

An Upheaval (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... to the basket.         "I am packing. Forgive me, Nikolay Sergeitch, but I cannot remain in your house. I feel deeply insulted by this search!"         "I understand.... Only you are wrong to go. Why should you? ...

A Peculiar Man (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... endure the crushing presence of the peculiar man. Beside herself with terror, and by now feeling a violent hatred for the man, Marya Petrovna gathers up her bundles and hurriedly departs. Half- ...

Excellent People (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... . The critic himself knew nothing of peasant life except from books and hearsay, but his feelings and his inner convictions forced him to believe the story. He foretold a brilliant future for ...

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In Passion Week (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... priest's voice is audible: "And I, unworthy priest . . ." Now I too move behind the screen. I do not feel the ground under my feet, it is as though I were walking on air. . . . I go up ...

Misery (Full Text) - Anton Chekhov

... voice of the hunchback. He hears abuse addressed to him, he sees people, and the feeling of loneliness begins little by little to be less heavy on his heart. The hunchback ...

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