Ivan Ilyich married.But for no evident reason,it seemed to him, his wife began disrupting the ease and propriety of his life. She demanded his attentions, found fault with everything, and made rude, disagreeable scenes.
"Take some opium". He cosented and drank it.She went away.
He was in an oppressive state of unconsciousness till three in the morning. It seemed to him that he and his pain were being painfully pushed into a long, narrow black sack, pushed in deeper and deeper, and yet it could not be pushed right through; he struggles against it, and he tries to help. And suddenly he tore free, and fell, and came to himself
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