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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Wife, et al by Anton Chekhov: a broad stretch of pine-wood. Often I admire a boy and girl, both
flaxen-headed and ragged, who clamber on the fence and laugh at
my baldness. In their shining little eyes I read, "Go up, go up,
thou baldhead!" They are almost the only people who care nothing
for my celebrity or my rank.
Visitors do not come to me every day now. I will only mention the
visits of Nikolay and Pyotr Ignatyevitch. Nikolay usually comes
to me on holidays, with some pretext of business, though really
to see me. He arrives very much exhilarated, a thing which never
occurs to him in the winter.
"What have you to tell me?" I ask, going out to him in the hall.
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