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Anna Karenina


                                     ‘Of course In shall say Betsy has sent me to ask whether
                                  she’s coming to the races. Of course, I’ll go,’ he decided,
                                  lifting his head from the book. And as he vividly pictured
                                  the happiness of seeing her, his face lighted up.

                                     ‘Send to my house, and tell them to have out the
                                  carriage and three horses as quick as they can,’ he said to
                                  the servant, who handed him the steak on a hot silver
                                  dish, and moving the dish up he began eating.
                                     From the billiard room next door came the sound of
                                  balls knocking, of talk and laughter. Two officers appeared
                                  at the entrance-door: one, a young fellow, with a feeble,
                                  delicate face, who had lately joined the regiment from the
                                  Corps of Pages; the other, a plump, elderly officer, with a
                                  bracelet on his wrist, and little eyes, lost in fat.
                                     Vronsky glanced at them, frowned, and looking down
                                  at his book as though he had not noticed them, he
                                  proceeded to eat and read at the same time.
                                     ‘What? Fortifying yourself for your work?’ said the
                                  plump officer, sitting down beside him.
                                     ‘As you see,’ responded Vronsky, knitting his brows,
                                  wiping his mouth, and not looking at the officer.
                                     ‘So you’re not afraid of getting fat?’ said the latter,
                                  turning a chair round for the young officer.





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