A Gentle Creature

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name = A Gentle Creature
title_orig = Кроткая
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author = Fyodor Dostoevsky
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genre = Short story
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media_type = Print
pub_date = 1876
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"A Gentle Creature", ( _ru. Кроткая, "Krotkaya"), sometimes also translated as "The Meek One", is a short story written by Fyodor Dostoevsky in 1876. The piece comes with the subtitle of "A Fantastic Story," and it chronicles the relationship between a pawnbroker and a girl that frequents his shop.

Plot summary

The story opens with the narrator in a frenzy about an apparent tragedy that has just befallen his household. His wife has apparently died, as he makes repeated references to her being laid out on a table, presumably lifeless. The narrator proceeds to make an attempt to relate the story to the reader in an effort to make sense of the situation.

The narrator is the owner of a pawnshop, and one of his repeated customers was a young girl of sixteen who always pawns items to earn money to advertise as a governess in the newspaper. The narrator could see that she was in a dire financial situation, and he often gave her much more for her pawned items than they were reasonably worth. The narrator slowly develops an interest in the girl, and his interest seems at least marginally returned.

The narrator investigates the girl's background, and finds that she is at the mercy of two greedy aunts. The aunts were arranging her marriage to a fat shopkeeper. Once the shopkeeper proposed marriage to the girl, the narrator countered with his own proposal. The girl decided, after much deliberation, to marry the narrator.

The narrator's marriage started out cordially enough, but his miserly ways were taxing to his young wife. A dearth of communication and disagreements about how the pawnshop should be run eventually resulted in arguments, ending with the narrator's wife storming out of the house. She came back of course, having no where else to go.

The narrator's wife makes a habit of leaving during the day, and eventually it is discovered that she is visiting Efimovich, a member of the narrator's former regiment. The narrator's wife eventually confronts the narrator with the details she learned from Efimovich - details about the narrator's shameful departure from his regiment. The narrator is unfazed, and his wife continues her visits to Efimovich. One time, the narrator follows his wife to Efimovich, bringing a revolver. He listens in delight to a verbal duel between his wife and Efimovich, and eventually he bursts in and reclaims his wife.

The narrator and his wife return home. They retire for the night separately. In the morning, the narrator opens his eyes to see that his wife is standing over him with the revolver pointed at his temple. He simply closes his eyes again, and he is convinced that he conquered her with his readiness to accept death. She doesn't shoot, and the narrator buys her a separate bed that day. That same day she also contracts brain fever.

The narrator spares no expense for his wife's medical care, and she slowly recovers. Throughout the entire winter the narrator watches his wife furtively, and a watershed moment happens when she begins to sing in his presence. The narrator kisses his wife's feet and promises to be a changed man. He recounts the story of his shame in the regiment, and he promises to take her to Boulogne. Several days later the narrator leaves the house to make arrangements for passports.

When the narrator returns home, he is met with a crowd of people outside his house. His wife had committed suicide - she had jumped out of the window while holding an icon. The narrator was convinced he was only five minutes too late, even though it was ultimately his narcissistic love that drove his gentle wife to suicide.

Film adaptation

In 1969 a film adaptation was made by Robert Bresson, in 1989 Mani Kaul made this short story into his film "Nazar".

References

*Magarshack, David, "The Best Stories of Fyodor Dostoevsky", (New York: The Modern Library, 2005), xi-xxvi.