Chekhov's Complete Works Volume 8 "Wife" (Ru Long translation):
"Natalie, I didn't leave," I said, "but This is not a deceit. I am delirious, old, sick, and become another person. In short, whatever you like, do whatever you want.... I finally got rid of the original me tremblingly, and I looked down on him, Ashamed of him. However, since yesterday, the new person who appeared in my heart did not allow me to go away. Please don't drive me away, Natalie!"
She looked at my face intently and believed my words, she His eyes flashed uneasy. With her in front of me, my heart was intoxicated. Coupled with the warmth in her room, my body became warm. I stretched out my hand to her and murmured like a dream talk:
"I want to tell you: besides you, I have no relatives. I have never missed you for a minute, but my stubborn vanity would not allow me. Acknowledge this. The days we lived as a married couple are now irretrievable. In fact, there is no need to restore it. You will be your servant than me. Take all my property and distribute it as you wish. . Now I feel at ease in my heart, Natalie, I am satisfied....I am at ease in my heart..."
My wife stared at my face with a curious expression, suddenly yelled softly, burst into tears, and ran to Went to the next room. I went back to my own room upstairs.
After an hour, I was sitting at my table and writing "A History of Railways", and those starving people no longer hinder me from doing this work. Now I don't feel uneasy anymore. From now on, whether it was the chaos that I saw when I was patrolling the farmhouse in Pistrovo with my wife and Sobol one day, whether it was the dangerous rumors, the mistakes of the people around, my old age The approaching, can't make me uneasy anymore. Just like those flying cannonballs and bullets on the battlefield will not prevent the soldiers from talking about themselves, eating, and repairing leather shoes. Whether in my home, in my yard, in the distance, in all directions, what Dr. Sobol calls "charity carnival" is boiling. My wife often comes to my room, eyeing my room restlessly, as if searching for something else to give to those who are hungry, in order to "find a legitimate reason to live." . I can see that because of her, we will soon have nothing left, and we will be poor. However, this did not excite me, I smiled happily at her. I don't know what will happen in the future.
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