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Anna Karenina


                                  that Veslovsky, bent and  stumbling with weariness,
                                  holding his gun out at arm’s length, was making his way
                                  out of the marsh towards the peasants.
                                     ‘You come too!’ the peasants shouted to Levin. ‘Never

                                  fear! You taste our cake!’
                                     Levin felt a strong inclination to drink a little vodka
                                  and to eat some bread. He was exhausted, and felt it a
                                  great effort to drag his staggering legs out of the mire, and
                                  for a minute he hesitated. But Laska was setting. And
                                  immediately all his weariness vanished, and he walked
                                  lightly through the swamp towards the dog. A snipe flew
                                  up at his feet; he fired and killed it. Laska still pointed.—
                                  ‘Fetch it!’ Another bird flew up close to the dog. Levin
                                  fired. But it was an unlucky day for him; he missed it, and
                                  when he went to look for the one he had shot, he could
                                  not find that either. He wandered all about the reeds, but
                                  Laska did not believe he had shot it, and when he sent her
                                  to find it, she pretended to hunt for it, but did not really.
                                  And in the absence of Vassenka, on whom Levin threw
                                  the blame of his failure, things went no better. There were
                                  plenty of snipe still, but Levin made one miss after
                                  another.
                                     The slanting rays of the sun were still hot; his clothes,
                                  soaked through with perspiration, stuck to his body; his



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