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Anna Karenina

‘Come, count: he does propose, he doesn’t,’ she said,
giving him the flower.
‘He does, he doesn’t,’ said Levin, tearing off the white
petals.

‘No, no!’ Kitty, snatching at his hand, stopped him.
She had been watching his fingers with interest. ‘You
picked off two.’
‘Oh, but see, this little one shan’t count to make up,’
said Levin, tearing off a little half-grown petal. ‘Here’s the
wagonette overtaking us.’
‘Aren’t you tired, Kitty?’ called the princess.
‘Not in the least.’
‘If you are you can get in, as the horses are quiet and
walking.’
But it was not worth while to get in, they were quite
near the place, and all walked on together.

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