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55307	Chekhov, Anton Pavlovich	The Black Monk, and Other Stories			.txt	text/plain	68652	5033	86	reality you had lived more than a thousand years," said Kovrin. "I am satisfied, Tánya," said Kovrin, laying his hand upon her "Good night!" said the monk, and then, after a moment's silence, asked, looking vacantly about him like a drunken man, and nibbing his face Looking at his old wife, Yakob somehow remembered that all his life he "Mother of God, what children I have!" continued the old man, paying "Drink, young man!" said Musátoff, without looking at his son. "I know what you are thinking," said the drunken old man, falling and about his wife's father, the doctor shook his head, and said "What a delightful young man!" thought Andréi Yéfimitch, as he walked "Good morning, my friend," said Andréi Yéfimitch. Andréi Yéfimitch looked feebly at the fair-haired doctor, and said: "I feel very well," said Andréi Yéfimitch, after a moment's thought;	./cache/55307.txt	./txt/55307.txt