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Chekhov Anton Pavlovich
Thick and thin

Anton Chekhov

Thick and thin

At the Nikolaevskaya railway station railway two friends met: one fat, the other thin. The fat man had just dined at the station, and his lips, covered with oil, were shiny, like ripe cherries. He smelled of sherry and fleur-d "orange. Slim had just left the car and was laden with suitcases, bundles and cardboard. He smelled of ham and coffee grounds. From behind him peeked out a thin woman with a long chin - his wife, and a tall schoolboy with a narrowed eye - his son.

- Porfiry! exclaimed the fat one, seeing the thin one. “Is that you?” My dove! How many winters, how many years!

- Fathers! - the thin one was amazed. - Misha! Childhood friend! Where did you come from?

The friends kissed each other three times and fixed their eyes full of tears on each other. Both were pleasantly surprised.

- My dear! - the thin one began after kissing. - I didn’t expect it! Here's a surprise! Well, take a good look at me! Just as handsome as ever! The same soul and dandy! Oh you, Lord! Well, what are you? Rich? Married? I'm already married, as you can see... This is my wife, Louise, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran... And this is my son, Nathanael, a student of the third grade. This, Nafanya, is my childhood friend! We studied together in high school!

Nathanael thought for a moment and took off his hat.

We studied together in high school! continued the thin one. “Do you remember how you were teased? You were teased by Herostratus because you burned a government book with a cigarette, and I was Ephialtes because I liked to tell tales. Ho-ho... They were children! Don't be afraid, Nafanya! Come closer to him... And this is my wife, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran.

Nathanael thought a little and hid behind his father.

- Well, how are you, friend? the fat man asked, looking enthusiastically at his friend. “Where do you serve?” Reached the ranks?

- I serve, my dear! I have been a collegiate assessor for the second year and I have Stanislav. The salary is bad ... well, God bless him! My wife gives music lessons, I privately make cigarette cases from wood. Excellent cigarette cases! I sell for a ruble. If someone takes ten pieces or more, you understand, a concession. Let's get some fun. I served, you know, in the department, and now I have been transferred here as a clerk in the same department ... I will serve here. Well, how are you? Probably already civilian? A?

- No, my dear, raise it higher, - said the fat one. - I have already risen to the secret ... I have two stars.

The thin one suddenly turned pale, petrified, but soon his face twisted in all directions with the broadest smile; it seemed as if sparks were falling from his face and eyes. He himself shrank, hunched over, narrowed... His suitcases, bundles and cartons shrank, grimaced... His wife's long chin became even longer; Nathanael stretched out in front and buttoned all the buttons of his uniform ...

- I, Your Excellency ... Very pleased, sir! A friend, one might say, of childhood, and suddenly turned out to be such grandees, sir! Hee hee s.

- Well, it's full! the fat man grimaced. “What is that tone for? You and I are childhood friends - and what is this veneration for!

“Excuse me… What are you…” the thin one chuckled, shrinking even more. Lutheran, in a way...

The fat one wanted to object something, but the thin one's face was written with such reverence, sweetness and respectful acidity that the Privy Councilor vomited. He turned away from the thin one and gave him his hand in parting.

The thin one shook three fingers, bowed with his whole body and giggled like a Chinese: "hee-hee-hee." The wife smiled. Nathanael shuffled his foot and dropped his cap. All three were pleasantly surprised.

Chekhov Anton Pavlovich

Thick and thin

Anton Chekhov

Thick and thin

Two friends met at the station of the Nikolaev railway: one fat, the other thin. The fat man had just dined at the station, and his oiled lips were shiny like ripe cherries. He smelled of sherry and fleur-d "orange. Slim had just left the car and was loaded with suitcases, bundles and cardboard. He smelled of ham and coffee grounds. A thin woman with a long chin peeked out from behind him - his wife, and a tall, narrow-eyed schoolboy is his son.

Porfiry! - exclaimed the fat one, seeing the thin one. - Is that you? My dove! How many winters, how many years!

Fathers! - the thin one was amazed. - Misha! Childhood friend! Where did you come from?

The friends kissed each other three times and fixed their eyes full of tears on each other. Both were pleasantly surprised.

My dear! - began thin after kissing. - That's not expected! Here's a surprise! Well, take a good look at me! Just as handsome as ever! The same soul and dandy! Oh you, Lord! Well, what are you? Rich? Married? I'm already married, as you can see... This is my wife, Louise, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran... And this is my son, Nathanael, a student of the third grade. This, Nafanya, is my childhood friend! We studied together in high school!

Nathanael thought for a moment and took off his hat.

We studied together in high school! continued the thin one. “Do you remember how you were teased? You were teased by Herostratus because you burned a government book with a cigarette, and I was Ephialtes because I liked to tell tales. Ho-ho... They were children! Don't be afraid, Nafanya! Come closer to him... And this is my wife, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran.

Nathanael thought a little and hid behind his father.

Well, how are you, friend? the fat man asked, looking enthusiastically at his friend. “Where do you serve?” Reached the ranks?

I serve, my dear! I have been a collegiate assessor for the second year and I have Stanislav. The salary is bad ... well, God bless him! My wife gives music lessons, I privately make cigarette cases from wood. Excellent cigarette cases! I sell for a ruble. If someone takes ten pieces or more, you understand, a concession. Let's get some fun. I served, you know, in the department, and now I have been transferred here as a clerk in the same department ... I will serve here. Well, how are you? Probably already civilian? A?

No, my dear, raise it higher, - said the fat one. - I have already risen to the secret ... I have two stars.

The thin one suddenly turned pale, petrified, but soon his face twisted in all directions with the broadest smile; it seemed as if sparks were falling from his face and eyes. He himself shrank, hunched over, narrowed... His suitcases, bundles and cartons shrank, grimaced... His wife's long chin became even longer; Nathanael stretched out in front and buttoned all the buttons of his uniform ...

I, Your Excellency... Very pleased, sir! A friend, one might say, of childhood, and suddenly turned out to be such grandees, sir! Hee hee s.

Well, it's full! the fat man grimaced. “What is that tone for? You and I are childhood friends - and what is this veneration for!

Excuse me ... What are you ... - the thin one chuckled, shrinking even more. The gracious attention of your excellency ... it seems to be life-giving moisture ... This is, your excellency, my son Nathanael ... wife Louise, a Lutheran , in some way...

The fat one wanted to object something, but the thin one's face was written with such reverence, sweetness and respectful acidity that the Privy Councilor vomited. He turned away from the thin one and gave him his hand in parting.

The thin one shook three fingers, bowed with his whole body and giggled like a Chinese: "hee-hee-hee." The wife smiled. Nathanael shuffled his foot and dropped his cap. All three were pleasantly surprised.

Chekhov Anton Pavlovich

Thick and thin

Anton Chekhov

Thick and thin

Two friends met at the station of the Nikolaev railway: one fat, the other thin. The fat man had just dined at the station, and his oiled lips were shiny like ripe cherries. He smelled of sherry and fleur-d "orange. Slim had just left the car and was loaded with suitcases, bundles and cardboard. He smelled of ham and coffee grounds. A thin woman with a long chin peeked out from behind him - his wife, and a tall, narrow-eyed schoolboy is his son.

Porfiry! - exclaimed the fat one, seeing the thin one. - Is that you? My dove! How many winters, how many years!

Fathers! - the thin one was amazed. - Misha! Childhood friend! Where did you come from?

The friends kissed each other three times and fixed their eyes full of tears on each other. Both were pleasantly surprised.

My dear! - began thin after kissing. - That's not expected! Here's a surprise! Well, take a good look at me! Just as handsome as ever! The same soul and dandy! Oh you, Lord! Well, what are you? Rich? Married? I'm already married, as you can see... This is my wife, Louise, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran... And this is my son, Nathanael, a student of the third grade. This, Nafanya, is my childhood friend! We studied together in high school!

Nathanael thought for a moment and took off his hat.

We studied together in high school! continued the thin one. “Do you remember how you were teased? You were teased by Herostratus because you burned a government book with a cigarette, and I was Ephialtes because I liked to tell tales. Ho-ho... They were children! Don't be afraid, Nafanya! Come closer to him... And this is my wife, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran.

Nathanael thought a little and hid behind his father.

Well, how are you, friend? the fat man asked, looking enthusiastically at his friend. “Where do you serve?” Reached the ranks?

I serve, my dear! I have been a collegiate assessor for the second year and I have Stanislav. The salary is bad ... well, God bless him! My wife gives music lessons, I privately make cigarette cases from wood. Excellent cigarette cases! I sell for a ruble. If someone takes ten pieces or more, you understand, a concession. Let's get some fun. I served, you know, in the department, and now I have been transferred here as a clerk in the same department ... I will serve here. Well, how are you? Probably already civilian? A?

No, my dear, raise it higher, - said the fat one. - I have already risen to the secret ... I have two stars.

The thin one suddenly turned pale, petrified, but soon his face twisted in all directions with the broadest smile; it seemed as if sparks were falling from his face and eyes. He himself shrank, hunched over, narrowed... His suitcases, bundles and cartons shrank, grimaced... His wife's long chin became even longer; Nathanael stretched out in front and buttoned all the buttons of his uniform ...

I, Your Excellency... Very pleased, sir! A friend, one might say, of childhood, and suddenly turned out to be such grandees, sir! Hee hee s.

Well, it's full! the fat man grimaced. “What is that tone for? You and I are childhood friends - and what is this veneration for!

Excuse me ... What are you ... - the thin one chuckled, shrinking even more. The gracious attention of your excellency ... it seems to be life-giving moisture ... This is, your excellency, my son Nathanael ... wife Louise, a Lutheran , in some way...

The fat one wanted to object something, but the thin one's face was written with such reverence, sweetness and respectful acidity that the Privy Councilor vomited. He turned away from the thin one and gave him his hand in parting.

The thin one shook three fingers, bowed with his whole body and giggled like a Chinese: "hee-hee-hee." The wife smiled. Nathanael shuffled his foot and dropped his cap. All three were pleasantly surprised.

Two friends met at the station of the Nikolaev railway: one fat, the other thin. The fat man had just dined at the station, and his oiled lips were shiny like ripe cherries. He smelled of sherry and orange blossom. The thin one had just got out of the car and was loaded with suitcases, bundles and cartons. He smelled of ham and coffee grounds. A thin woman with a long chin peeked out from behind him - his wife, and a tall schoolboy with a narrowed eye - his son.

Porfiry! exclaimed the fat one, seeing the thin one. - Is that you? My dove! How many winters, how many years!

Fathers! - the thin one was amazed. - Misha! Childhood friend! Where did you come from?

The friends kissed each other three times and fixed their eyes full of tears on each other. Both were pleasantly surprised.

My dear! - began thin after kissing. - I didn't expect it! Here's a surprise! Well, take a good look at me! Just as handsome as ever! The same soul and dandy! Oh you, Lord! Well, what are you? Rich? Married? I'm already married, as you can see... This is my wife, Louise, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran... And this is my son, Nathanael, a third grade student. This, Nafanya, is my childhood friend! We studied together in high school!

Nathanael thought for a moment and took off his hat.

We studied together in high school! - continued thin. Do you remember how you were teased? You were teased by Herostratus because you burned a government book with a cigarette, and I was Ephialtes because I liked to tell tales. Ho-ho... They were children! Don't be afraid, Nafanya! Come closer to him... And this is my wife, nee Wanzenbach... a Lutheran.

Nathanael thought a little and hid behind his father.

Well, how are you, friend? asked the fat man, looking enthusiastically at his friend. - Where do you work? Reached the ranks?

I serve, my dear! I have been a collegiate assessor for the second year and I have Stanislav. The salary is bad ... well, God bless him! My wife gives music lessons, I privately make cigarette cases from wood. Excellent cigarette cases! I sell for a ruble. If someone takes ten pieces or more, you understand, a concession. Let's get some fun. I served, you know, in the department, and now I have been transferred here as a clerk in the same department ... I will serve here. Well, how are you? Probably already stately? A?

No, my dear, raise it higher, - said the fat one. - I have already risen to the secret ... I have two stars.

The thin one suddenly turned pale, petrified, but soon his face twisted in all directions with the broadest smile; it seemed as if sparks were falling from his face and eyes. He himself shrank, hunched over, narrowed... His suitcases, bundles and cartons shrank, grimaced... His wife's long chin became even longer; Nathanael stretched out in front and buttoned all the buttons of his uniform ...

I, Your Excellency... Very pleased, sir! A friend, one might say, of childhood, and suddenly turned into such nobles, sir! Hee hee s.

Well, it's full! - grimaced fat. What is this tone for? You and I are childhood friends - and what is this veneration for!

Excuse me ... What are you ... - the thin one giggled, shrinking even more. - Your Excellency's gracious attention... it seems to be life-giving moisture... This is, Your Excellency, my son Nathanael... wife Louise, a Lutheran, in a way...

The fat one wanted to object something, but the thin one's face was written with such reverence, sweetness and respectful acidity that the Privy Councilor vomited. He turned away from the thin one and gave him his hand in parting.

The thin one shook three fingers, bowed with his whole body and giggled like a Chinese: "Hee-hee-hee." The wife smiled. Nathanael shuffled his foot and dropped his cap. All three were pleasantly surprised.