The Christmas Tree and the Wedding
Chapter I. Who I was and who she was
Chapter II. The offer of marriage
Chapter III. The Noblest Of Men, Though I don’t believe it myself
Chapter V. A Gentle Spirit in Revolt
Chapter VI. A Terrible Reminiscence
Chapter II. The Veil Suddenly Falls
Chapter III. I Understand Too Well
Chapter IV. I Was Only Five Minutes Too Late
Poor Folk1
April 8th
My dearest Barbara Alexievna
How happy I was last night — how immeasurably, how impossibly happy! That was because for once in your life you had relented so far as to obey my wishes. At about eight o’clock I awoke from sleep (you know, my beloved one, that I always like to sleep for a short hour after my work is done)— I awoke, I say, and, lighting a candle, prepared my paper