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Anna Karenina

Vronsky, left alone, got up from his chair and began
pacing up and down the room.
‘And what’s today? The fourth night.... Yegor and his
wife are there, and my mother, most likely. Of course all

Petersburg’s there. Now she’s gone in, taken off her cloak
and come into the light. Tushkevitch, Yashvin, Princess
Varvara,’ he pictured them to himself.... ‘What about me?
Either that I’m frightened or have given up to
Tushkevitch the right to protect her? From every point of
view—stupid, stupid!... And why is she putting me in such
a position?’ he said with a gesture of despair.
With that gesture he knocked against the table, on
which there was standing the seltzer water and the
decanter of brandy, and almost upset it. He tried to catch
it, let it slip, and angrily kicked the table over and rang.
‘If you care to be in my service,’ he said to the valet
who came in, ‘you had better remember your duties. This
shouldn’t be here. You ought to have cleared away.’
The valet, conscious of his own innocence, would have
defended himself, but glancing at his master, he saw from
his face that the only thing to do was to be silent, and
hurriedly threading his way in and out, dropped down on
the carpet and began gathering up the whole and broken
glasses and bottles.

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