tailieunhanh - The Gambler By Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky

Though I am not your mentor, nor wish to be, at least I have a right to require that you shall not actually compromise me." "I have no money for gambling," I quietly replied. "But you will soon be in receipt of some," retorted the General, reddening a little as he | feedboo is The Gambler Dostoyevsky Fyodor Mikhailovich Published 1867 Categorie s Fiction Source Feedbooks 1 About Dostoyevsky Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky November 11 . October 30 1821 - February 9 . January 28 1881 is considered one of two greatest prose writers of Russian literature alongside close contemporary Leo Tolstoy. Dostoevsky s works have had a profound and lasting effect on twentieth-century thought and world literature. Dostoevsky s chief ouevre mainly novels explore the human psychology in the disturbing political social and spiritual context of his 19th-century Russian society. Considered by many as a founder or precursor of 20th-century existentialism his Notes from Underground 1864 written in the anonymous embittered voice of the Underground Man is considered by Walter Kaufmann as the best overture for existentialism ever written. Source Wikipedia Also available on Feedbooks for Dostoyevsky Crime and Punishment 1866 The Brothers Karamazov 1880 The Idiot 1868 The Dream of a Ridiculous Man 1877 Notes From The Underground 1864 The Possessed The Devils 1872 A Raw Youth 1875 Poor Folk 1846 Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Chapter 1 At length I returned from two weeks leave of absence to find that my patrons had arrived three days ago in Roulettenberg. I received from them a welcome quite different to that which I had expected. The General eyed me coldly greeted me in rather haughty fashion and dismissed me to pay my respects to his sister. It was clear that from SOMEWHERE money had been acquired. I thought I could even detect a certain shamefacedness in the General s glance. Maria Philipovna too seemed distraught and conversed with me with an air of detachment. Nevertheless she took the money which I handed to her counted it and listened to what I had to tell. To luncheon there were expected that day a Monsieur Mezentsov a French lady