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Anna Karenina

‘No, it’s impossible,’ he thought, glancing now and
then at Vassenka bending over Kitty, telling her something
with his charming smile, and at her, flushed and disturbed.
There was something not nice in Vassenka’s attitude, in

his eyes, in his smile. Levin even saw something not nice
in Kitty’s attitude and look. And again the light died away
in his eyes. Again, as before, all of a sudden, without the
slightest transition, he felt cast down from a pinnacle of
happiness, peace, and dignity, into an abyss of despair,
rage, and humiliation. Again everything and everyone had
become hateful to him.
‘You do just as you think best, princess,’ he said again,
looking round.
‘Heavy is the cap of Monomach,’ Stepan Arkadyevitch
said playfully, hinting, evidently, not simply at the
princess’s conversation, but at the cause of Levin’s
agitation, which he had noticed.
‘How late you are today, Dolly!’
Everyone got up to greet Darya Alexandrovna.
Vassenka only rose for an instant, and with the lack of
courtesy to ladies characteristic of the modern young man,
he scarcely bowed, and resumed his conversation again,
laughing at something.

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