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安东·契诃夫AntonChekhov
安东·契诃夫（1860—1904），19世纪末俄国伟大的批判现实主义作家，情趣隽永、文笔犀利的幽默讽刺大师，短篇小说巨匠，著名的剧作家。
他的作品大都与衰退时期的俄国有关。
人们把他比作法国的莫泊桑。
他能够抓住生活中的一个片段，寥寥数语，就可以把一个人物的性格和心灵刻画得入木三分。
其代表作《变色龙》《套中人》堪称俄国文学史上精湛而完美的艺术珍品。
ThepolitechumyeloviswalkingaarketsquarewearingaandgaparderhisarAred-hairedpolistridesafterhimwithasievefulloffiscatedgooseberriesinhishands.Thereissilenceallaround.Notasoulinthesquare...TheopendoorsoftheshopsandtavernslookoutuponGod'sworlddissolately，likehungrymouths;thereisnotevenabeggarhe
"Soyoubite，youdam;Otchumyelovhearssuddenly."Lads，don'tlethimgo!Bitingisprohibitednowadays!Holdhim!ah...ah!"
&hesoundofadogyelping.Otchumyelovlooksiionofthesoundandseesadog，hoppingsandlookingabouther，runoutofPitber-yard.Amaninastarchedshirt，withhiswaistbuttoned，isgher.Herunsafterher，andthrowinghisbodyforwardfallsdowheds.Ohereisayelpingandashoutof"Don'tletgo!"Sleepycesareprotrudedfromtheshops，andsoonacrowd，whichseemstoutatheredrouimber-yard.
"Itlookslikearow，yourhonour..."saysthepoli.
Otakesahalfturaowardsthecrowd.Heseestheaforementionedmaodihegateofthetimber-yard，holdinghisrighthandintheairanddisplayingableedihehishalfdruhereisplai;I'llpayyouue!"aheveryfihelookofaflagofvithismanOtchumyelnizesHryukih.Theculpritwhohascausedthesensation，awhiteborzoypuppymuzzleaherback，issittingonthegroundwithherfore-pawsoutstretthemiddleoftheblihereisanexpressioerroriearfuleyes.
"What'sitallabout?"Otchumyelovinquires，pushinghiswaythroughthecrowd."Whatareyouherefor?Whyareyouwavingyer?Whowasitshouted?"
"Iwaswalkingaloerferingwithanyone，yourhonour，&quins，gintohisfist."IwastalkingaboutfirewoodtoMitryMitritthislowbrutefornorhymeorreasonbitmyfinger...Youmustexcuseme，Iamawman...Mineisfinework.Imusthavedamages，forIshan'tbeabletousethisfingerforaweek，maybe...It'shelaw，yourhonour，thatoneshouldputupwithitfromabeast...Ifeveryoneisgoien，lifewon'tbew..."
"H&#ood，"saysOtchumyelhingandraisinghiseyebrows.&quood.Whosedogisit?Iwon'tletthispass!I'llteachthemtolettheirdogsruheplaethesegentrywerelookedafter，iftheywon'tulations!Whenhe'sfiheblackguard，I'llteachhimwhatitmeanstokeepdogsandsuchstraycattle!I'llgivehimalesson!...Yeldyrin，"criesthesuperi，addressingthepoli，"findoutwhosedogthisisanddraort!Abestrahoutdelay!It'ssuretobemad...Whosedogisit，Iask?"
"Ifancyit'sGeneralZhigalov's，"sayssomeohecrowd.
&qualov's，h'..Helpmeoffwithmycoat，Yeldyrin...it&#htfullyhot!Itmustbeasignofrain...There'sohingIakeout，howitcametobiteyou?"OtchumyelovturnstoHryukin，"Surelyit'treachyer.It'salittledog，ahulkingfellow!Youmusthavescratchedyerwithanail，aheideastruagesforit.Weallknow...yoursort!Iknowyoudevils!"
"Heputacigaretteinherface，yourhonour，forajoke，aheseosnapathi..Heisanonsensicalfellow，yourhonour!"
"That'salie，Squinteye!Youdidn'tsee，sowhytellliesaboutit?Hishonourisawisegentleman，andwillseewhoistellingliesandwhoistellih，asinGod'ssight...AndifIamlyidecide.It'swritteninthelaw...Weareallequalnowadays.Myowhegemetellyou..."
"Don&#ue!"
"No，that'snottheGeneral'sdog，"saysthepoli，withprofound，"theGeneralhasn'tgoto.Hisaremostlysetters."
"Doyouknowthatforafact?"
"Yes，yourhonour."
"Iknowit，too.TheGeneralhasvaluabledhbred，andthisisgoodnessknowswhat!Nooshape...Alowcreature.Andtokeepadoglikethat!...where'sthese.IfadoglikethatweretoturersburgorMoscow，doyouknoouldhappen?Theywouldnotworryaboutthelaw，theywleitinatwinkling!You'vebeeninjured，Hryukin，andwe'tletthematterdrop...Wemustgivethemalesson!Itishightime!"
"YetmaybeitistheGeneral's，"saysthepoli，thinkingaloud."It'ssface...Isawoheotherdayinhisyard."
"ItistheGeneral's，that's!"saysavoithecrowd.
"H'm，helpmeonwithmyovercoat，Yeldyrin，mylad...thewind'sgettingup...Iamcold...YoutakeittotheGeneral's，ahere.SayIfoundita.Ahemi...Itmaybeavaluabledog，andifeveryswiigaitsmouth，itwillsoonberuined.Adogisadeliimal...Andyouputyourhanddown，youblockhead.It'snouseyourdisplayingyourfoolofafi'syourownfault..."
"HereestheGeneral'scook，askhi..Hi，Prohor!ehere，mydearman!Lookatthisdog...Isitoneofyours?"
"Whatanidea!Wehaveneverhado!"
"There'setimeasking，"saysOtchumyelov."It'sastraydog!There'setimetalkingaboutit...Si'sastrayditis...Itmustbedestroyed，that'sallaboutit."
"Itisn，&quoeson."ItbelongstotheGeneral'sbrother，whoarrivedtheotherday.Ourmasterdoesnotcareforhounds.Buthishonourisfo;
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