Letters of Anton Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
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with benzine), and when slice after slice you ate our bread and meat, we
greedily devoured your face and head with our eyes. Ah, Lika, Lika, diabolical beauty! ... When you are at the Alhambra with Trofimov I hope you may accidentally jab out his eye with your fork. TO A. S. SUVORIN. ALEXIN, May 18, 1891. ... I get up at five o'clock in the morning; evidently when I am old I shall get up at four. My forefathers all got up very early, before the cock. And I notice people who get up very early are horribly fussy. So I suppose I shall be a fussy, restless old man.... BOGIMOVO, May 20. ... The carp bite capitally. I forgot all my sorrows yesterday; first I sat by the pond and caught carp, and then by the old mill and caught perch. |
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