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Masha, advised by the lawyer Konovitser, feared that Anton had been cheated: Marx was offering 125,000 roubles for the works of far more lowly writers. Masha consoled herself she could be a helpmate, like Countess Sofia to Tolstoy, and collect, copy and edit. Never had her role as sister given her so much fulfilment. Only Dr Obolonsky clouded her horizon: he hinted that she had OA. Anton's brothers, however, wanted their due. Aleksandr begged 1000 roubles for his new dacha, while Misha, who had put two years' work into Melikhovo, lamented to Masha in January 1899 in tones like Uncle Vania's: I lived in Melikhovo as you all saw, ate and drank at common cost, and where my 4400 roubles went I don't know; when I went to Uglich, I had, I'm ashamed to say, nothing but a pillow, a frock coat, a suit, three pairs of underpants, four calico shirts and half a dozen socks.' Anton promised Aleksandr money, but ignored Misha's hints. He settled down to review his old work, recalling Pushkin's elegiac line: 'and with revulsion I survey my past'. Relief from debt made the Herculean task seem lighter: he told Nemirovich-Danchenko he 'had been given a divorce by the Holy Synod'. To the Tolstoyan Gorbu-nov-Posadov, who could no longer reprint Chekhov in his editions for the masses, he declared 'it has fallen on my head like a flower pot
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Anton had his first cheque book. He regretted planning his house so thriftily; now he splashed out on furnishings and the garden. He hired a Tatar gardener, Mustafa, who spoke little Russian but shared Anton's love of trees. He gave Evgenia ten roubles (a sum which made her quite content). His wealth, like his health, was public knowledge. Letters poured in. Gavriil Kharchenko, the sole survivor of the brothers who had worked in Pavel's shop, wrote from Kharkov, where he was now a prosperous shop assistant.15 Kharchenko gladly took up Anton's offer to pay his daughter's school fees. Consumptive writers got in touch. Epifanov, who like Chekhov had written for Amusement in the early 1880s, was dying of OA: through Ezhov, Anton paid him 25 roubles a month and considered moving him to Yalta. A Father Undolsky was lent the cost of rebuilding the church school in the Tatar village of Mukhalatka.16
Losing Chekhov at the height of his fame was a blow to the finances and morale of New Times, and there was more turbulence ahead. In February 1899 the police murderously attacked a student demonstration; even government ministers protested, but Suvorin's editorial supported the police. Public opinion raged against Suvorin. A 'cat's concert' was to be organized under his windows by students and journalists. Clubs and societies cancelled their subscriptions. In a bungling attempt to counter rumours, the Dauphin published circulation figures: New Times had, instead of the reputed 70,000, only 34,000 subscribers. Journalists broke away to form a rival newspaper. Contributors boycotted New Times. Finally the writer's union summoned Suvorin to a court of honour on charges of dishonourable conduct.17 Until the 'trial' Suvorin could not sleep.
Anton loathed kangaroo courts. In April 1899 he told Suvorin that to submit was to be in the 'pathetic situation of little wild animals which, when caged, bite off each others' tails'. Suvorin, Anton reported to Aleksandr, was writing letters 'like the liturgy of penitence. Clearly, he is miserable.' For a time Anton softened: on 9 March he told Ezhov (a Suvorin acolyte to the end) 'Of course I'm sorry for Suvorin. But
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I'm not at all sorry for those around him.' As over the Dreyfus affair, however, Suvorin's private recantation was belied by public intransigence. Anton despaired: he even told Sergeenko that Suvorin had 'all the marks of criminality.' In vain Anna Suvorina appealed to him on 21 March: 'If you were his friend or just loved him, you would not stand by the wayside at this time… I imagine if you were in his shoes what he'd have done!… Forgive me… I'm just hurt for him, that he has no friend.'8 Anton felt deviousness in Anna's charm, but agreed, when spring set in, to talk to Suvorin in Moscow. In early April Anna pleaded again. Tychinkin, Suvorin's typesetter, complained in April: 'The atmosphere here is very oppressive, you feel you're in a nightmare.'9 All literary Petersburg seemed distressed. Shcheglov was miserable. Barantsevich, on his infant son's death from meningitis, wept every day.
Lika Mizinova, who was taking her first faltering steps as a concert singer in Paris, got less response than Suvorin from Anton. He told her in the New Year that he was not writing because she wasn't answering. She was outraged: 'I love you far more than you are worth and treat you better than you treat me. If I were a great singer now I'd buy Melikhovo from you. I can't bear to think I shan't see it again.'20 Anton teased her: he announced he was marrying… Adolf Marx. He told her she was just like Aleksandra Pokhlebina who would try to kill herself with a corkscrew; he might see her in Paris in the spring. Lika responded 21 February 1899: 'I promise to be polite to your bride and will even try somehow not scratch her eyes out! Better leave her behind in Russia! No, never get married! It's bad! Better just live with Pokhlebina, but don't wed! She loves you so.' Lika was in touch with Masha: she guessed what kept Anton in Russia. Masha was quite sure. In February 1899 she was invited backstage to meet Nemirovich-Danchenko's cast: 'Knipper started jumping up and down, I gave her your regards. I advise you to woo Knipper. I think she is very interesting.' Anton responded immediately, 'Knipper is very nice and of course I'm stupid not to be living in Moscow.' Soon Olga Knipper was calling on Masha. Their friendship bound the Knip-pers to the Chekhovs and the Chekhovs to the Moscow Arts Theatre.
Anton longed for a break from exile. At Easter he would go to Moscow to meet his theatre company, Knipper, Lika, Masha, and his mother. Never, however, had Anton liked metropolitan Russia less.
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Nadia Ternovskaia, the archpriest's pretty daughter, was in Odessa, where her brother taught, for the opera, which she loved fanatically. Anton had got her tickets and she sent violets and flirtatious letters. Tatiana Tolstaia, though she disliked The Seagull, was overwhelmed by her father's dramatic readings, interrupted by fits of weeping and laughter, of 'The Darling' to motley audiences of musicians and foreigners. She wrote: 'Father has read it four times in a row and says the piece made him wiser. And I recognize myself in 'The Darling' so well that I am ashamed.'21 The infatuated teenager Olga Vasilieva, struggling to render Chekhov into English, sent notes asking the meaning of every unusual word. Suvorin's granddaughter, Nadia Kolomnina, coyly flirted by letter from Petersburg. She sent Anton waltzes for other women to play him on Ilovaiskaia's piano.22 Yalta laughed at Anton's followers. Women who patrolled the promenade or the road to Autka were named Antonovkas, after a Russian apple, a fruit he was not tempted to pluck. In chastity23 and isolation, Anton signed himself Antonius, Bishop of Melikhovo, Autka and KuchukJANUARY-APRIL l80Q Koy. By April isolation and the company of sick doctors were wearying Anton: he complained to Suvorin that he was 'like a priest with no parish'. It was still too early, however, to go to Moscow, where April was freezing cold, and Anton's friends were alarmed by his determination to leave. Miroliubov, the singer and editor, tried to cut off his escape by wiring Vania: 'Going north madness disease not cured must guard wants go Monday.'24
Gorky, dressed in rough peasant garb, came to Yalta and detained Chekhov. They argued politics and literature; Anton showed Gorky Kuchuk-Koy. That same April, two other writers appeared in Yalta, the dandified Ivan Bunin and the jovial journalist Aleksandr Kuprin. The next generation of Russian prose-writers was at Chekhov's feet. Bunin and Gorky hid the distrust that broke into warfare, once Bunin became the doyen of emigre literature, and Gorky the Bolsheviks' Minister for Literature. Kuprin, Bunin's friend, lacking Gorky's wild excesses and Bunin's fastidiousness, was the jester. These disciples were no jackals but, as Anton saw, three geniuses in the making. Gorky would prove the Judas, Bunin the Peter of the Chekhovian church. Suvorin was now morally and
