When Pozdnyshev suspects his wife of having an affair with her music partner, his jealousy consumes him and drives him to murder -- "You imagine that I am wandering from my story. Not at all. I am always giving you an account of the events that led to the murder of my wife. The imbeciles They think that I killed my wife on the 5th of October. It was long before that that I immolated her, just as they all kill now. Understand well that in our society there is an idea shared by all that woman procures man pleasure (and vice versa, probably, but I know nothing of that, I only know my own case). Wein, Weiber und Gesang. So say the poets in their verses: Wine, women, and song " Also included in this collection are "Ivan the Fool," "A Lost Opportunity," "'Polikushka, '" and "The Candle."