A Tale About Lies and How Quickly They Spread Across the Earth
Chekhov, Michael. A Tale About Lies and How Quickly They Spread Across the Earth. Manuscript with cut paper illustrations by Michael Chekhov, [c1920].
Excerpt translations from:
Chekhov, Michael. A Tale About Lies and How Quickly They Spread Across the Earth, edited by Jessica Cerullo, translated by Andrei Malaev-Babel, 2013.
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          A Tale About Lies, page 1"A Tale About Lies and How Swiftly They Spread Across the Earth"
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          A Tale About Lies, page 2: Titus and Father Meager"Suppose you sold me a young mare and suppose I brought it from you."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 3"If it is done honestly and in God's way, then, I suppose, commerce is a godly business."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 4: The Church of Nicholas the Sinner"Let the mare remain here, while I fetch my money."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 5"Ermil was sitting on a plank above them, dangling beneath the roof as he whitewashed the walls of the church Nicholas the Sinner."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 6: Ermil and the mare"The mare jerked and, out of fear, bolted, and carried Ermil out of the yard and into the village street."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 7: Ermil, the mare, and Baba"For the mare happened by Ermil's own hut just as his Baba emerged from the gate."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 8: Baba, Ermil, and the mare"Ermil, unfortunately, hit his head on the roof of the shed and fell off the mare and lay in the yard motionless."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 9: Ermil and Baba"But because of the blow he had suffered, something in Ermil's head had changed and there he lay, eyes blinking, looking at his wife and not saying a word."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 10"On the one hand, she pitied Ermil, but on the other, she was desperate to find out what had happened."
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          A Tale About Lies, page 11: Ermil and Baba"Three times in the night she turned and whispered to her husband with the same questions, but Ermil's answer was always the same: 'I don't have any idea, I don't have a clue.'"
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          A Tale About Lies, page 12: Titus"The red-haired Titus returned with his money."
