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Anna Karenina


                                  pulling the float from behind a bush, entirely absorbed in
                                  what he was doing. The other, a little younger, was lying
                                  in the grass leaning on his elbows, with his tangled, flaxen
                                  head in his hands, staring at the water with his dreamy

                                  blue eyes. What was he thinking of?
                                     The enthusiasm over this picture stirred some of the
                                  old feeling for it in Mihailov, but he feared and disliked
                                  this waste of feeling for things past, and so, even though
                                  this praise was grateful to him, he tried to draw his visitors
                                  away to a third picture.
                                     But Vronsky asked whether the picture was for sale. To
                                  Mihailov at that moment, excited by visitors, it was
                                  extremely distasteful to speak of money matters.
                                     ‘It is put up there to be sold,’ he answered, scowling
                                  gloomily.
                                     When the visitors had gone, Mihailov sat down
                                  opposite the picture of Pilate and Christ, and in his mind
                                  went over what had been said, and what, though not said,
                                  had been implied by those visitors. And, strange to say,
                                  what had had such weight  with him, while they were
                                  there and while he mentally put himself at their point of
                                  view, suddenly lost all importance for him. He began to
                                  look at his picture with all his own full artist vision, and
                                  was soon in that mood of conviction of the perfectibility,



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