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(A.P.Chekhov) My brothy 

      By the window stood a young girl and thoughtfully looked at the dirty pavement. 
Behind her stood a young man in uniform bureaucratic. He tugged at his 
antennae and said a trembling voice: 
      - Think again, sister! Is not too late! So gracious! Deny you 
This pot-bellied flour dealer, Katsap that! Forget you this anathema 
fat-faced, so he no bottom, no tires! Well, so gracious! 
      - I can not, brother! I gave him my word. 
      - Please! Have pity on our name! You are a noble, personal noblewoman, with 
education, and he Kvasnikov, man, boor! Ham! Do not you understand it, fools! 
Smelly kvas so rotten herring trades! Rogue after all! You call him yesterday 
given, and he very morning our cook on a nickle cheated! The veins are drawn from 
Belney people! Well, where are your dreams? A? Oh, my God! A? You 
in fact, listen to our departmental Mishka Trehhvostova love about him 
dream! And he loves you ... 
      My sister broke out. Her chin trembled, her eyes filled with tears. 
It was evident that broatets hit the most sensitive "center". 
      - And a ruin, and Mishka ruining ... Drinking small! Oh, sister, sister! 
Tempted you to boorish capital on serezhechki yes bracelets. It is issued 
Calculation of the lure of some ... a dirty trick ... A lout come out ... 
Famillii by the sign can not! "Mitri Nekolaev. "Do not" ... you hear? .. 
Nekolaev ... Ssskatina! Star, a coarse, clumsy ... Well, do you a favor! 
      His voice trembled and her brother hissed. My brother coughed and wiped his eyes. His 
chin began to twitch. 
      - The word given, brother ... Yes, and poverty, our disgust ...

- Tell me, if it comes to that! I did not want to dirty myself in your opinion, but 
say ... The best reputation to lose than her sister home to see the destruction ... 
Listen, Kate, I'm talking about your secret Filipendulae one I know. If you know this 
secret, directly from him refuse ... That's what a secret ... You know, in what 
dirty place I once met him? Know? A? 
      - What? 
      My brother opened his mouth to reply, but he was prevented. Entered the room 
guy in the coat, muddy boots and a large bag in his hands. He 
crossed himself and stood at the door. 
      - Greetings to you Mitry Terentich - he turned to the brother - and told you 
with a Sunday afternoon prozdravit-with ... But this is the most-with in their own hands, sir. 
      Brother frowned, picked up the bag, looked at him contemptuously 
laughed. 
      - What is there? Rubbish should be ... Hmm ... Sugarloaf some ... 
      My brother pulled out кулька head of sugar, took off her cap and clicked on 
sugar finger. 
      - Um ... Whose sugar factory? Bobrinsky? That's ... And this is tea? Stink 
something ... Sardines some ... Lipstick neither here nor there ... with raisins 
rubbish ... Cajole wants suck ... Oh no, sir, dear friend! We are not 
appease! And why is he stuck tsikornogo coffee? I do not drink. The coffee is bad 
drink ... On your nerves ... Well, go! Regards there! 
      The guy came out. My sister ran to her brother, seized him by the hand ... Brother 
strong effect is not her own words. Another would be the word and ... Guska would 
flour dealer! 
      - Speak! Speak! Where have you seen him? 
      - Nowhere. I was joking ... Do as you think! - Said my friend, and again 
tapping his finger on the sugar.