Love
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The duskof evening comes on. If one looks to the right, through the bushesand tree trunks, there can be seen crimson patches of the after-glow. It is still and damp. . . .
"There's no sound of them, " whispers Slyunka, shrugging with thecold and sniffing with his chilly nose.
But frightened by his own whisper, he holds his finger up at someone, opens his eyes wide, and purses up his lips. There is a soundof a light snapping. The sportsmen look at each other significantly, and tell each other wi...th their eyes that it is nothing. It is thesnapping of a dry twig or a bit of bark. The shadows of eveningkeep growing and growing, the patches of crimson gradually growdim, and the dampness becomes unpleasant.
The sportsmen remain standing a long time, but they see and hearnothing. Every instant they expect to see a delicate leaf floatthrough the air, to hear a hurried call like the husky cough of achild, and the flutter of wings.
"No, not a sound, " Slyunka says aloud, dropping his hands andbeginning to blink.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
The duskof evening comes on. If one looks to the right, through the bushesand tree trunks, there can be seen crimson patches of the after-glow. It is still and damp. . . .
"There's no sound of them, " whispers Slyunka, shrugging with thecold and sniffing with his chilly nose.
But frightened by his own whisper, he holds his finger up at someone, opens his eyes wide, and purses up his lips. There is a soundof a light snapping. The sportsmen look at each other significantly, and tell each other wi...th their eyes that it is nothing. It is thesnapping of a dry twig or a bit of bark. The shadows of eveningkeep growing and growing, the patches of crimson gradually growdim, and the dampness becomes unpleasant.
The sportsmen remain standing a long time, but they see and hearnothing. Every instant they expect to see a delicate leaf floatthrough the air, to hear a hurried call like the husky cough of achild, and the flutter of wings.
"No, not a sound, " Slyunka says aloud, dropping his hands andbeginning to blink.
What to read after Love?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Chekhov Anton Pavlovich to read onlineMoreLess
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