The Schoolmaster and Other Stories

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Anton Pavlovich Chekhov. The Schoolmaster and Other Stories

THE SCHOOLMASTER

ENEMIES

THE EXAMINING MAGISTRATE

BETROTHED

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II

III

IV

V

VI

FROM THE DIARY OF A VIOLENT-TEMPERED MAN

IN THE DARK

A PLAY

A MYSTERY

STRONG IMPRESSIONS

DRUNK

THE MARSHAL'S WIDOW

A BAD BUSINESS

IN THE COURT

BOOTS

JOY

LADIES

A PECULIAR MAN

AT THE BARBER'S

AN INADVERTENCE

THE ALBUM

OH! THE PUBLIC

A TRIPPING TONGUE

OVERDOING IT

THE ORATOR

MALINGERERS

IN THE GRAVEYARD

HUSH!

IN AN HOTEL

IN A STRANGE LAND

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BETWEEN nine and ten on a dark September evening the only son of the district doctor, Kirilov, a child of six, called Andrey, died of diphtheria. Just as the doctor's wife sank on her knees by the dead child's bedside and was overwhelmed by the first rush of despair there came a sharp ring at the bell in the entry.

All the servants had been sent out of the house that morning on account of the diphtheria. Kirilov went to open the door just as he was, without his coat on, with his waistcoat unbuttoned, without wiping his wet face or his hands which were scalded with carbolic. It was dark in the entry and nothing could be distinguished in the man who came in but medium height, a white scarf, and a large, extremely pale face, so pale that its entrance seemed to make the passage lighter.

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"If anything happens.. I shall not survive it," he said, going into the hall with the doctor, and rubbing his hands in agitation. "But there is no commotion, so everything must be going well so far," he added, listening in the stillness.

There was no sound in the hall of steps or voices and all the house seemed asleep in spite of the lighted windows. Now the doctor and Abogin, who till then had been in darkness, could see each other clearly. The doctor was tall and stooped, was untidily dressed and not good-looking. There was an unpleasantly harsh, morose, and unfriendly look about his lips, thick as a negro's, his aquiline nose, and listless, apathetic eyes. His unkempt head and sunken temples, the premature greyness of his long, narrow beard through which his chin was visible, the pale grey hue of his skin and his careless, uncouth manners – the harshness of all this was suggestive of years of poverty, of ill fortune, of weariness with life and with men. Looking at his frigid figure one could hardly believe that this man had a wife, that he was capable of weeping over his child. Abogin presented a very different appearance. He was a thick-set, sturdy-looking, fair man with a big head and large, soft features; he was elegantly dressed in the very latest fashion. In his carriage, his closely buttoned coat, his long hair, and his face there was a suggestion of something generous, leonine; he walked with his head erect and his chest squared, he spoke in an agreeable baritone, and there was a shade of refined almost feminine elegance in the manner in which he took off his scarf and smoothed his hair. Even his paleness and the childlike terror with which he looked up at the stairs as he took off his coat did not detract from his dignity nor diminish the air of sleekness, health, and aplomb which characterized his whole figure.

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