Having just gotten back from a very long car trip, I thought I'd propose a few fun things to do to pass the time.



" Vasya Pryatchnikov," he said, with a good-natured smile on his damp, red lips, addressing himself principally to the most important guest, Alexey Alexandrovitch, "they told me today he fought a duel with Kvitsky at Tver, and has killed him.

" Just as it always seems that one bruises oneself on a sore place, so Stepan Arkadyevitch felt now that the conversation would by ill luck fall every moment on Alexey Alexandrovitch's sore spot.

He would again have got his brother-in-law away, but Alexey Alexandrovitch himself inquired, with curiosity: "What did Pryatchnikov fight about?" "His wife.

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