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Anna Karenina

He had only five birds in his game-bag when he
walked out of the marsh towards the alders where he was
to rejoin Stepan Arkadyevitch.
Before he caught sight of Stepan Arkadyevitch he saw

his dog. Krak darted out from behind the twisted root of
an alder, black all over with the stinking mire of the
marsh, and with the air of a conqueror sniffed at Laska.
Behind Krak there came into view in the shade of the
alder tree the shapely figure of Stepan Arkadyevitch. He
came to meet him, red and perspiring, with unbuttoned
neckband, still limping in the same way.
‘Well? You have been popping away!’ he said, smiling
good-humoredly.
‘How have you got on?’ queried Levin. But there was
no need to ask, for he had already seen the full game bag.
‘Oh, pretty fair.’
He had fourteen birds.
‘A splendid marsh! I’ve no doubt Veslovsky got in your
way. It’s awkward too, shooting with one dog,’ said
Stepan Arkadyevitch, to soften his triumph.

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