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(A.P.Chekhov) To speak or be silent 




      In a certain kingdom, in some States, had lived his two friends: 
Kruger and Smirnov. Kruger had a brilliant intellectual abilities, 
Smirnov same was not so smart, how meek, humble and slaboharakteren. 
The first was talkative and eloquent, and the second - silent. 
      Once they both drove in a railway carriage and tried to win 
one girl. Kruger sat around this girl and broke in front of her small 
demon, Smirnov was speechless, blinking eyes and licking his lips lustfully. At 
one station Kruger went with a girl from the car and a long time. 
Returned, and gave a wink and clicked his tongue. 
      - And how do you, brother, deftly goes! - Said with envy Smirnov .- 
And as you all know how! No sooner sit down to it, how much and is ready ... 
Lucky! 
      - What are you gaping at? He sat with her for three hours and if only one word! 
Silent, like a log! Silence, my brother did not get in this world! You 
should be peen, talkative! You have nothing you can not, and why? Because 
You rag! 
      Smirnov agreed with these arguments and decided to change my mind 
character. An hour later, having overcome shyness, sat down to a certain gentleman in 
blue suit and stood smartly to talk to him. Lord was very 
talkative man, and immediately started asking questions Smirnov, 
predominantly scientific. He asked him how he liked the land, 
sky, whether he is pleased the laws of nature and human society, and touched 
slightly in Europe of free, women in America and so on. 
Smirnov answered intelligently, willingly and with enthusiasm. But what, you will agree it was 
surprise when a gentleman in a blue suit, took him to a station for 
hand, smiled and said sarcastically: 
      - Follow me. 
      Smirnov followed, and disappeared to nowhere. Two years later he 
Kruger met a pale, skinny, skinny, like a fish skeleton. 
      - Where have you been up to now? - Kruger surprised. 
      Smirnov smiled bitterly, and described him all he has experienced suffering. 
      - Do not be stupid, do not talk too much! - Kruger said .- Keep your tongue 
teeth - that's what!

Adventure area 
There were two friends of the evening and sometimes sensible dialogue was held between them. 
They walked along Nevsky Prospect. The sun had set, but not quite ... Something where there is gold 
even brownies pipes and flashing church crosses ... In a slightly frosty air 
smell of spring ... 
- Spring is near! - Said one friend to another, trying to take him under 
hand. - Pakostnitsa this spring! Dirt everywhere, poor health, spending a lot ... 
Dacha hired, this and that ... You, Pavel Ivanovich, provincial, and do not understand this ... 
You do not understand. You have in the province, as the once a writer, 
complacency alone ... Neither sorrow, nor sadness. Eat, drink, sleep, and no 
questions do not know. Not that we ... Freezes the beginning ... notice? .. 
Incidentally, you do not have no trouble ... And you own in the spring of sorrow. Heh-heh-heh.Now 
you, the provincials, the blood begins to play ... passions raging. We, the capital 
- People of stone ldyanye, not in us the flame of passions and we do not know, but you 
volcanoes, Vesuvius! PH! nu! Breathing! Heh-heh-heh ... Oh, obozhgus! And admit it, now, 
Pavel Ivanovich, much blood is? 

 - Not worth it to play ... - Grimly replied Pavel Ivanovich. 
- Come, come, leave! You're a bachelor, not an old man, why should she and 
not play? Let them play, if he wants! .. Do not you be embarrassed ... 
There is nothing embarrassing there ... So only! (Pause.) And what, my friend, I recently 
the girl saw what a girl! Yum! My lips a hundred times chmoknesh, 
When you see! Fire! Forms! Honestly ... Would you like to introduce you? Pole ... 
Sozey name is ... Would you like to take you to her? 
- Um ... Sorry, Semen Petrovich, I'll tell you what that way is not the nobles 
must do! Do not be! This woman's business, tavern, and not yours, do not 
nobility! 
      - What? Do ... Why? - Chickened Semen Petrovich. 
      - Shame on you, brother! Your father-deceased leader we had, my mother in 
consideration. Shame! I you are already a month goschu and one for you, the devil said ... 
You do not have that familiar, there is no Dick and Harry, who would you 
girls did not offer! .. That one, then another ... And the conversation you have another 
no ... Podsvatyvanem doing. And yet, too, married, venerable, and in 
real soon climb in Excellencies ... Shame, shame! .. Month 
I live near you and you have my tenth offer ... Svaha! .. 
      Semen Petrovich confused, spun like it on the pocket 
caught stealing. 
      - Yes I did ... - He stuttered. - So I just ... Heh-heh-heh ... 
What you ... 
      Gone twenty paces in silence. 
      - Unfortunately I am! - Groaned suddenly Semyon Petrovich, purple and 
blinking eyes. - Poor me! That's true, I matchmaker! Right! And there 
so until his dying day so I will, if you want to know! In hell for this 
most will burn! 
      Semen Petrovich frantically waved his right hand while his left hand held over his eyes. 
The cylinder slipped it back, galoshes stronger scraped along the pavement. Tip 
Nose nalilsya blood ... 
      _ Hell be doing for their behavior! And will not die a natural death! Perish! 
I feel my brother, his vice and I understand it, but nothing I can do about it with them. After 
for which I crammed all the female sex? Involuntarily, brother! Really, willy-nilly! 
I'm jealous, like a dog! I confess you as my friend ... Jealousy overcame me! 
I married, you know, the young, the beautiful ... each for her 
take care, that is, perhaps, at her no one wants to look, but I 
seems ... Blind as a bat, you know, all the wheat. All and any step I'm afraid ... Namedni 
you are in the afternoon only shook her hand, but I really thought all ... knife 
jab you wanted ... Total afraid! Well, have willy-nilly trick 
use. As soon as I note that someone begins to buzz about, I 
now, and drove up to the girl: I do not want to, they say? Challenge, cunning military ... 
I am a fool! What am I doing? Shame, shame! Every day I run down the Nevsky, recruit 
friends of shlepohvostyh creatures ... That these podlyanok! And how much I have to 
their money goes, if you only knew! Some friends of something, get my 
weakness and enjoy ... At my expense, make shift, the bastards ... Ah 
      Semen Petrovich screamed and turned pale. On Nevsky Prospect, past friends, 
carriage ride. In it sat a young lady; vis-a-vis the ladies sat 
man. 
      - See, see? My wife rides. Well, then do not be jealous? A? It is he 
already the third time it rolls around! Wonder! No wonder the bugger! Did you see how he 
She glances? Farewell ... I'll run ... So do not want Sozyu? No? Do not want! 
Farewell ... So I told him it ... Sozyu something ... 
      Semen Petrovich pulled deeper hat and striking with his stick, ran, 
trying not to lose sight of the stroller. 
      - His father was a leader - Pavel Ivanovich sighed. - My mother 
respect ... And the name of a noble, Pillar ... Ah-ah-ah! People broken up