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Anna Karenina

‘Oh, for mercy’s sake!’
‘Well, let me drink my coffee, anyway.’
The doctor started upon his coffee. Both were silent.
‘The Turks are really getting beaten, though. Did you

read yesterday’s telegrams?’ said the doctor, munching
some roll.
‘No, I can’t stand it!’ said Levin, jumping up. ‘So you’ll
be with us in a quarter of an hour.’
‘In half an hour.’
‘On your honor?’
When Levin got home, he drove up at the same time as
the princess, and they went up to the bedroom door
together. The princess had tears in her eyes, and her hands
were shaking. Seeing Levin, she embraced him, and burst
into tears.
‘Well, my dear Lizaveta Petrovna?’ she queried,
clasping the hand of the midwife, who came out to meet
them with a beaming and anxious face.
‘She’s going on well,’ she said; ‘persuade her to lie
down. She will be easier so.’
From the moment when he had waked up and
understood what was going on, Levin had prepared his
mind to bear resolutely what was before him, and without
considering or anticipating anything, to avoid upsetting his

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