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Anna Karenina

it,’ she said, gazing with eyes full of love at Stepan
Arkadyevitch.
‘I do believe I might ask her to speak to both of them,’
thought Stepan Arkadyevitch.

‘Oh, of course, countess,’ he said; ‘but I imagine such
changes are a matter so private that no one, even the most
intimate friend, would care to speak of them.’
‘On the contrary! We ought to speak freely and help
one another.’
‘Yes, undoubtedly so, but there is such a difference of
convictions, and besides...’ said Oblonsky with a soft
smile.
‘There can be no difference where it is a question of
holy truth.’
‘Oh, no, of course; but...’ and Stepan Arkadyevitch
paused in confusion. He understood at last that they were
talking of religion.
‘I fancy he will fall asleep immediately,’ said Alexey
Alexandrovitch in a whisper full of meaning, going up to
Lidia Ivanovna.
Stepan Arkadyevitch looked round. Landau was sitting
at the window, leaning on his elbow and the back of his
chair, his head drooping. Noticing that all eyes were

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