Experience, bitter experience, in fact, had shown long ago that all these relationships to top liven life so pleasantly, appearing as easy and enjoyable adventure, always turn to serious people, primarily to Moscow, indecisive and very dynamic, in an extremely complicated problem, thus making the situation just painful. However, despite this, each new encounter with an interesting woman, experience, his memory slipping, slid not know where. I wanted one life, and everything seemed so simple and fun!
So, stood a day in the evening eating in the garden, where lady's beret, after approaching with step sedate, was to take the next table. Her expression, her gait, her dress, her hairdo, everything showed that it belonged to good society, who was married, he came to Yalta for the first time I was alone and bored.
The dirty gossip on the morale of the town locked up a lot of lies. He hated those gossip, knew that most of them had been invented by people who have transgressed pleasure of having known it, but, however, when that lady went to sit three feet away, at the next table, all these gadgets came to his memory, easy conquests., mountain hiking. And the tempting thought of a novel rapid and transient with a woman's full name unknown gripped him. With an affectionate gesture called the Pomeranian, and when he had threatened to close the finger. The Pomeranian growled, and Gurov threaten again. The lady gave him a look, looking down on the spot.
"No bite," said blushing.
So, stood a day in the evening eating in the garden, where lady's beret, after approaching with step sedate, was to take the next table. Her expression, her gait, her dress, her hairdo, everything showed that it belonged to good society, who was married, he came to Yalta for the first time I was alone and bored.
The dirty gossip on the morale of the town locked up a lot of lies. He hated those gossip, knew that most of them had been invented by people who have transgressed pleasure of having known it, but, however, when that lady went to sit three feet away, at the next table, all these gadgets came to his memory, easy conquests., mountain hiking. And the tempting thought of a novel rapid and transient with a woman's full name unknown gripped him. With an affectionate gesture called the Pomeranian, and when he had threatened to close the finger. The Pomeranian growled, and Gurov threaten again. The lady gave him a look, looking down on the spot.
"No bite," said blushing.
Chekhov, The Lady with the puppy.
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