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Anna Karenina

his face lighted up immediately with his characteristic
expression of genial and manly serenity.
‘That’s it, Alexey,’ said the captain, in his loud
baritone. ‘You must just eat a mouthful, now, and drink

only one tiny glass.’
‘Oh, I’m not hungry.’
‘There go the inseparables,’ Yashvin dropped, glancing
sarcastically at the two officers who were at that instant
leaving the room. And he bent his long legs, swatched in
tight riding breeches, and sat down in the chair, too low
for him, so that his knees were cramped up in a sharp
angle.
‘Why didn’t you turn up at the Red Theater yesterday?
Numerova wasn’t at all bad. Where were you?’
‘In was late at the Tverskoys’,’ said Vronsky.
‘Ah!’ responded Yashvin.
Yashvin, a gambler and a rake, a man not merely
without moral principles, but of immoral principles,
Yashvin was Vronsky’s greatest friend in the regiment.
Vronsky liked him both for his exceptional physical
strength, which he showed for the most part by being able
to drink like a fish, and do without sleep without being in
the slightest degree affected by it; and for his great strength
of character, which he showed in his relations with his

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