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Tonight, I will be reading The Lady with the Dog, a short story by Anton Chekhov.

So lie down, close your eyes, and let me read you a story.

One. It was said that a new person had appeared on the seafront,

a lady with a little dog.

Dmitri Dmitrich Girov,

who had by then been a fortnight at Yalta

and was so fairly at home there, had begun to take an interest

in new arrivals. Sitting in Veronese Pavilion, he saw, walking on the seafront, a fair-haired

young lady of medium height, wearing a beret, a white Pomeranian dog was running behind her. And afterwards, he met her in the

public gardens and in the square several times a day. She was walking alone, always wearing the same

beret, and always with the same white dog. No one knew who she was, and everyone called her simply

the lady with the dog. If she is here alone without a husband or friends, it won't be amiss

to make her acquaintance, Gourov reflected. He was under 40, but he had a daughter already

12 years old and two sons at school.

He had been married young when he was a student in his second year,

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