Literature
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Bad Weather by Anton Chekhov
BIG raindrops were pattering on the dark windows. It was one of those disgusting summer holiday rains which, when they…
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Betrothed by Anton Chekhov
IIT was ten o’clock in the evening and the full moon was shining over the garden. In the Shumins’ house…
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Boots by Anton Chekhov
A PIANO-TUNER called Murkin, a close-shaven man with a yellow face, with a nose stained with snuff, and cotton-wool in…
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Boys by Anton Chekhov
“VOLODYA’S come!” someone shouted in the yard. “Master Volodya’s here!” bawled Natalya the cook, running into the dining-room. “Oh, my…
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Champagne by Anton Chekhov
IN the year in which my story begins I had a job at a little station on one of our…
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Children by Anton Chekhov
PAPA and mamma and Aunt Nadya are not at home. They have gone to a christening party at the house…
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Choristers by Anton Chekhov
THE Justice of the Peace, who had received a letter from Petersburg, had set the news going that the owner…
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Darkness by Anton Chekhov
A YOUNG peasant, with white eyebrows and eyelashes and broad cheekbones, in a torn sheepskin and big black felt overboots,…
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Dreams by Anton Chekhov
Two peasant constables — one a stubby, black-bearded individual with such exceptionally short legs that if you looked at him…
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Drunk by Anton Chekhov
A MANUFACTURER called Frolov, a handsome dark man with a round beard, and a soft, velvety expression in his eyes,…
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