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55283	Chekhov, Anton Pavlovich	The Bet, and other stories			.txt	text/plain	56284	4472	88	help thinking such schemes could only come from a man's head. As soon as I come into the dining-room, my wife asks: For a busy man like me dinner was a time to rest and My wife gets frightened; a tormented expression comes over her face. in it, every time I come back home I look at it and think that death should like to wake in a hundred years' time, and take a look, if only Katy gets up and gives me her hand with a cold smile, looking away from Vassiliev, terrified, not knowing how to look, began to laugh uneasily. Some friend of Vassiliev's once said of him that he was a man of She liked the way this big strong man with a virile angry face and a is forty-four years old, already grey and looks like an old man; his	./cache/55283.txt	./txt/55283.txt