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Anna Karenina
‘Money’s out of the question!’ the princess and Kitty
exclaimed with one voice. ‘They appreciate a present..’
‘Well, last year, for instance, I bought our Matrona
Semyenovna, not a poplin, but something of that sort,’
said the princess.
‘I remember she was wearing it on your nameday.’
‘A charming pattern—so simple and refined,—I should
have liked it myself, if she hadn’t had it. Something like
Varenka’s. So pretty and inexpensive.’
‘Well, now I think it’s done,’ said Dolly, dropping the
syrup from the spoon.
‘When it sets as it drops, it’s ready. Cook it a little
longer, Agafea Mihalovna.’
‘The flies!’ said Agafea Mihalovna angrily. ‘It’ll be just
the same,’ she added.
‘Ah! how sweet it is! don’t frighten it!’ Kitty said
suddenly, looking at a sparrow that had settled on the step
and was pecking at the center of a raspberry.
‘Yes, but you keep a little further from the stove,’ said
her mother.
‘A propos de Varenka,’ said Kitty, speaking in French,
as they had been doing all the while, so that Agafea
Mihalovna should not understand them, ‘you know,
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