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Portrait of Anton Chekhov Anton Chekhov My Life and other Stories — The House with the Mezzanine (1920)

I asked Bielokurov, as we went home. "My life is tedious, dull, monotonous, because I am a painter, a queer fish, and have been worried all my life with envy, discontent, disbelief in my work : I am always poor, I am a vagabond, but you are a wealthy, normal man, a landowner, a gentleman—why do you live so tamely and take so little from life? Why, for instance, haven't you fallen in love with Lyda or Genya? "
"You forget that I love another woman," answered Bielokurov.
He meant his mistress Lyubov Ivanovna, who lived with him in the orchard house.
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Portrait of Anton Chekhov Anton Chekhov My Life and other Stories — The House with the Mezzanine (1920)

When the green garden, still moist with dew, shines in the sun and seems happy, and when the terrace smells of mignonette and oleander, and the young people have just returned from church and drink tea in the garden, and when they are all so gaily dressed and so merry, and when you know that all these healthy, satisfied, beautiful people will do nothing all day long, then you long for all life to be like that.
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Portrait of Anton Chekhov Anton Chekhov My Life and other Stories — The House with the Mezzanine (1920)

To the right, in an old orchard, a goldhammer sang a faint reluctant song, and he too must have been old. The lime-trees soon came to an end and I came to a white house with a terrace and a mezzanine, and suddenly a vista opened upon a farmyard with a pond and a bathing-shed, and a row of green willows, with a village beyond, and above it stood a tall, slender belfry, on which glowed a cross catching the light of the setting sun.
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