antosha

Updated: May 17, 2025

At eleven o'clock Chekhov, who got through a good deal of writing in the morning, would go into the dining-room and look significantly at the clock. His mother would jump up from her seat and her sewing-machine and begin to bustle about, crying: "Oh dear! Antosha wants his dinner!"

Anton Pavlovich Chekhov - Letters of Anton Chekhov