The Story of an Unknown Man
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✒ Author | Anton Pavlovich Chekhov |
📖 Pages | 142 |
⏰ Reading time | 5 hours 30 minutes |
💡 Originally published | 1893 |
🌏 Original language | Russian |
📌 Type | Tales |
📌 Genres | Psychological, Realism, Social |
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Chapter I.
Through causes which it is not the time to go into in detail, I had to enter the service of a Petersburg official called Orlov, in the capacity of a footman.
He was about five and thirty, and was called Georgy Ivanitch.
I entered this Orlov's service on account of his father, a prominent political man, whom I looked upon as a serious enemy of my cause.
I reckoned that, living with the son, I should — from the conversations I should hear, and from the letters and papers I should find on the table — learn every detail of the father's plans and intentions.
As a rule at eleven o'clock in the morning the electric bell rang in my footman's quarters to let me know that my master was awake.
When I went into the bedroom with his polished shoes and brushed clothes, Georgy Ivanitch would be sitting in his bed with a face that looked, not drowsy, but rather exhausted by sleep, and he would gaze off in one direction without any sign of satisfaction at having waked.
I helped him to dress, and he let me do it with an air of reluctance without speaking or noticing my presence; then with his head wet with washing, smelling of fresh scent, he used to go into the dining-room to drink his coffee.
He used to sit at the table, sipping his coffee and glancing through the newspapers, while the maid Polya and I stood respectfully at the door gazing at him.
Two grown-up persons had to stand watching with the gravest attention a third drinking coffee and munching rusks.
It was probably ludicrous and grotesque, but I saw nothing humiliating in having to stand near the door, though I was quite as well born and well educated as Orlov himself.
I was in the first stage of consumption, and was suffering from something else, possibly even more serious than consumption.
I don't know whether it was the effect of my illness or of an incipient change in my philosophy of life of which I was not conscious at the time, but I was, day by day, more possessed by a passionate, irritating longing for ordinary everyday life.
I yearned for mental tranquillity, health, fresh air, good food.
I was becoming a dreamer, and, like a dreamer, I did not know exactly what I wanted.
Sometimes I felt inclined to go into a monastery, to sit there for days together by the window and gaze at the trees and the fields; sometimes I fancied I would buy fifteen acres of land and settle down as a country gentleman; sometimes I inwardly vowed to take up science and become a professor at some provincial university.
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