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Anna Karenina

Kitty with the nurse. The rain was already ceasing, and it
was beginning to get light when Levin reached them. The
nurse was not wet on the lower part of her dress, but Kitty
was drenched through, and her soaked clothes clung to

her. Though the rain was over, they still stood in the same
position in which they had been standing when the storm
broke. Both stood bending over a perambulator with a
green umbrella.
‘Alive? Unhurt? Thank God!’ he said, splashing with
his soaked boots through the standing water and running
up to them.
Kitty’s rosy wet face was turned towards him, and she
smiled timidly under her shapeless sopped hat.
‘Aren’t you ashamed of yourself? I can’t think how you
can be so reckless!’ he said angrily to his wife.
‘It wasn’t my fault, really. We were just meaning to go,
when he made such a to-do that we had to change him.
We were just...’ Kitty began defending herself.
Mitya was unharmed, dry, and still fast asleep.
‘Well, thank God! I don’t know what I’m saying!’
They gathered up the baby’s wet belongings; the nurse
picked up the baby and carried it. Levin walked beside his
wife, and, penitent for having been angry, he squeezed her
hand when the nurse was not looking.

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