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Anna Karenina

everything that presented itself. The stupid sale of the
forest, the fraud practiced upon Oblonsky and concluded
in his house, exasperated him.
‘Well, finished?’ he said, meeting Stepan Arkadyevitch

upstairs. ‘Would you like supper?’
‘Well, I wouldn’t say no to it. What an appetite I get in
the country! Wonderful! Why didn’t you offer Ryabinin
something?’
‘Oh, damn him!’
‘Still, how you do treat him!’ said Oblonsky. ‘You
didn’t even shake hands with him. Why not shake hands
with him?’
‘Because I don’t shake hands with a waiter, and a
waiter’s a hundred times better than he is.’
‘What a reactionist you are, really! What about the
amalgamation of classes?’ said Oblonsky.
‘Anyone who likes amalgamating is welcome to it, but
it sickens me.’
‘You’re a regular reactionist, I see.’
‘Really, I have never considered what I am. I am
Konstantin Levin, and nothing else.’
‘And Konstantin Levin very much out of temper,’ said
Stepan Arkadyevitch, smiling.

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