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A Trivial Incident and Other Stories: A Trivial Incident and Other Stories
A Trivial Incident and Other Stories: A Trivial Incident and Other Stories
A Trivial Incident and Other Stories: A Trivial Incident and Other Stories
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A Trivial Incident and Other Stories: A Trivial Incident and Other Stories

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This volume of Chekhov stories includes: "A Trivial Incident", "Bad Weather", "The Chorus Girl", "Zinotchka", "A Gentleman Friend".

In "Zinotchka", Anton Chekhov tells the story of a young woman who is forced to marry a much older man. The story explores the theme of arranged marriage and the power dynamics between men and women. Chekhov uses symbolism and irony to highlight the characters' struggles with their relationships.

In "A Gentleman Friend", Chekhov tells the tale of a young man's infatuation with a married woman. The story is set in 19th-century Russia and explores the themes of love, obsession, and disappointment. The protagonist, Ivan, is a poor law student who falls in love with the beautiful and wealthy Elena. Elena is married to a older man who is unable to give her the attention she desires.
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Release dateMar 15, 2016
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A Trivial Incident and Other Stories: A Trivial Incident and Other Stories
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Anton Chekhov

Anton Chekhov (1860-1904) was a Russian doctor, short-story writer, and playwright. Born in the port city of Taganrog, Chekhov was the third child of Pavel, a grocer and devout Christian, and Yevgeniya, a natural storyteller. His father, a violent and arrogant man, abused his wife and children and would serve as the inspiration for many of the writer’s most tyrannical and hypocritical characters. Chekhov studied at the Greek School in Taganrog, where he learned Ancient Greek. In 1876, his father’s debts forced the family to relocate to Moscow, where they lived in poverty while Anton remained in Taganrog to settle their finances and finish his studies. During this time, he worked odd jobs while reading extensively and composing his first written works. He joined his family in Moscow in 1879, pursuing a medical degree while writing short stories for entertainment and to support his parents and siblings. In 1876, after finishing his degree and contracting tuberculosis, he began writing for St. Petersburg’s Novoye Vremya, a popular paper which helped him to launch his literary career and gain financial independence. A friend and colleague of Leo Tolstoy, Maxim Gorky, and Ivan Bunin, Chekhov is remembered today for his skillful observations of everyday Russian life, his deeply psychological character studies, and his mastery of language and the rhythms of conversation.

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    Anton Chekhov

    A Trivial Incident

    and Other Stories

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    Contents

    A TRIVIAL INCIDENT

    BAD WEATHER

    THE CHORUS GIRL

    ZINOTCHKA

    A GENTLEMAN FRIEND

    A TRIVIAL INCIDENT

    It was a sunny August midday as, in company with a Russian prince who had come down in the world, I drove into the immense so-called Shabelsky pine-forest where we were intending to look for woodcocks. In virtue of the part he plays in this story my poor prince deserves a detailed description. He was a tall, dark man, still youngish, though already somewhat battered by life; with long moustaches like a police captain’s; with prominent black eyes, and with the manners of a retired army man. He was a man of Oriental type, not very intelligent, but straightforward and honest, not a bully, not a fop, and not a rake—virtues which, in the eyes of the general public, are equivalent to a certificate of being a nonentity and a poor creature. People generally did not like him (he was never spoken of in the district, except as the illustrious duffer). I personally found the poor prince extremely nice with his misfortunes and failures, which made up indeed his whole life. First of all he was poor. He did not play cards, did not drink, had no occupation, did not poke his nose into anything, and maintained a perpetual silence but yet he had somehow succeeded in getting through thirty to forty thousand roubles left him at his father’s death. God only knows what had become of the money. All that I can say is that owing to lack of supervision a great deal was stolen by stewards, bailiffs, and even footmen; a great deal went on lending money, giving bail, and standing security. There were few landowners in the district who did not owe him money. He gave to all who asked, and not so much from good nature or confidence in people as from exaggerated gentlemanliness as though he would say: Take it and feel how comme il faut I am! By the time I made his acquaintance he had got into debt himself, had learned what it was like to have a second mortgage on his land, and had sunk so deeply into difficulties that there was no chance of his ever getting out of them again. There were days when he had no dinner, and went about with an empty cigar-holder, but he was always seen clean and fashionably dressed, and always smelt strongly of ylang-ylang.

    The prince’s second misfortune was his absolute solitariness. He was not married, he had no friends nor relations. His silent and reserved character and his comme il faut deportment, which became the more conspicuous the more anxious he was to conceal his poverty, prevented him from becoming intimate with people. For love affairs he was too heavy, spiritless, and cold, and so rarely got on with women. . . .

    When we reached the forest this prince and I got out of the chaise and walked along a narrow woodland path which was hidden among huge ferns. But before we had gone a hundred paces a tall, lank figure with a long oval face, wearing a shabby reefer jacket, a straw hat, and patent leather boots, rose up from behind a young fir-tree some

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