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Anna Karenina

the cavalry captain Kamerovsky, in full uniform, probably
just come from duty, were sitting each side of her.
‘Bravo! Vronsky!’ shouted Petritsky, jumping up,
scraping his chair. ‘Our host himself! Baroness, some

coffee for him out of the new coffee pot. Why, we didn’t
expect you! Hope you’re satisfied with the ornament of
your study,’ he said, indicating the baroness. ‘You know
each other, of course?’
‘I should think so,’ said Vronsky, with a bright smile,
pressing the baroness’s little hand. ‘What next! I’m an old
friend.’
‘You’re home after a journey,’ said the baroness, ‘so
I’m flying. Oh, I’ll be off this minute, if I’m in the way.’
‘You’re home, wherever you are, baroness,’ said
Vronsky. ‘How do you do, Kamerovsky?’ he added,
coldly shaking hands with Kamerovsky.
‘There, you never know how to say such pretty things,’
said the baroness, turning to Petritsky.
‘No; what’s that for? After dinner I say things quite as
good.’
‘After dinner there’s no credit in them? Well, then, I’ll
make you some coffee, so go and wash and get ready,’ said
the baroness, sitting down again, and anxiously turning the
screw in the new coffee pot. ‘Pierre, give me the coffee,’

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