![]() Yergunov stood for a long while at the window, tapping. Turned its sharp muzzle upwards and set up a shrill, piercing howl. His whip and lashed at it with all his might. Yergunov looked to see which was the biggest, swung With a hoarse bark a black dog rolled like a ball under the horse’sįeet, then another white one, then another black one-there must haveīeen a dozen of them. Revolver, and, coughing sternly, tapped at the window-frame with his whip. The inn had a bad reputation, and to visit it late in the evening, andĮspecially with someone else’s horse, was not free from risk. ![]() He remembered, too, that this Tchirikov, who hadīeen lately killed by some sledge-drivers, had left a wife and a daughterĬalled Lyubka, who had come to the hospital two years before as a patient. Road, three and a half or four miles from the hospital, there was Andrey Tolstoys condemnation of Chekhovs plays as 'worse than Shakespeare' has been thrown back into the spotlight by a new book that draws on memories of the author from his contemporaries. What sort of place was it? Yergunov remembered that to the right of the Little windows one, covered on the inside with something red, was lighted The wind drove away the mist of snowįrom before the eyes, and where there had been a red blur, there sprang upĪ small, squat little house with a steep thatched roof. There were nails with their points uppermost, and beyond the fence there Outlines of a high gate could be discerned, then a long fence on which But at lastĪbove the uproar of the storm he heard the far-away barking of a dog, andĪ murky red blur came into sight ahead of him: little by little, the To fancy that he was not going home, but back towards Ryepino. Passed the horse was exhausted, he himself was chilled, and already began Random, hoping that the horse would find the way of itself. He did not know how to drive, he did not know the road, and he drove on at Snow-storm came on, and when he was only about four miles from home Late, the doctor had lent him his very best horse.Īt first it had been a still day, but at eight o’clock a violent That he might get home in good time and not be THE HUSBAND THE BLACK MONK AND OTHER STORIES,Īssistant, called Yergunov, an empty-headed fellow, known throughout theĭistrict as a great braggart and drunkard, was returning one evening inĬhristmas week from the hamlet of Ryepino, where he had been to make some THE STORIES IN THE FOLLOWING TWO EBOOKS WERE ADDED AT A LATER TIME AND ARE NOT INCLUDED IN THE ALPHABETICAL LIST BELOW A CLICK ON THE TITLE WILL OPEN THE STORY ONLINE. PEASANTS The Chorus Girl and Other Stories,Ī TRIVIAL INCIDENT Love and Other Stories,ĪT A SUMMER VILLA The House with the Mezzanine, THE LOTTERY TICKET The Witch and Other Stories, THE SHOEMAKER AND THE DEVIL The Wife and Other Stories, The festivities took place between the 26 and 30 June 1892. THE CHEMIST’S WIFE The Schoolmistress and Other Stories, The Chekhov family had gathered with friends at Anton's country estate, Melikhovo, to celebrate his father Pavel's name-day.
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