Here's a line or two from the book:
At last he was rid of his crime. He had killed Camille. It was a matter that was settled, and would be spoken of no more. He was now going to lead a tranquil existence, until he could take possession of Therese. The thought of the murder had at times half choked him, but now that it was accomplished, he felt a weight removed from his chest, and breathed at ease, cured of the suffering that hesitation and fear had given him.
I have wanted to read 'The Essential Tales of Chekhov' as well. These short stories are supposed to be beautiful and writen by arguably the best short story writer who ever lived.
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