In the quiet rot of provincial Russia, Eugene Irtenev has built a life of duty and respectability. He manages his estate with rigor, he honors his marriage to the delicate Lise who adores him, and he believes himself a man of virtue. Then Stepanida arrives, a peasant woman whose very presence seems to ignite something animal and uncontrollable in him. Tolstoy traces Eugene's descent into obsession with surgical precision: the obsessive thoughts that intrude at dinner, the secret meetings, the web of lies that slowly poisons his marriage, the guilt that offers no relief. This is not romantic tragedy but something far more disturbing: a portrait of a man who sees his own corruption clearly and cannot stop it. Written in the final years of Tolstoy's life and published posthumously, The Devil represents the master at his most personal and provocative. It asks the question he wrestled with throughout his later years: what happens when the body betrays the spirit, and virtue becomes impossible.
