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Anna Karenina

Chapter 20

Vronsky was staying in a roomy, clean, Finnish hut,
divided into two by a partition. Petritsky lived with him in
camp too. Petritsky was asleep when Vronsky and Yashvin
came into the hut.
‘Get up, don’t go on sleeping,’ said Yashvin, going
behind the partition and giving Petritsky, who was lying
with ruffled hair and with his nose in the pillow, a prod
on the shoulder.
Petritsky jumped up suddenly onto his knees and
looked round.
‘Your brother’s been here,’ he said to Vronsky. ‘He
waked me up, damn him, and said he’d look in again.’
And pulling up the rug he flung himself back on the
pillow. ‘Oh, do shut up, Yashvin!’ he said, getting furious
with Yashvin, who was pulling the rug off him. ‘Shut up!’
He turned over and opened his eyes. ‘You’d better tell me
what to drink; such a nasty taste in my mouth, that..’
‘Brandy’s better than anything,’ boomed Yashvin.
‘Tereshtchenko! brandy for your master and cucumbers,’
he shouted, obviously taking pleasure in the sound of his
own voice.

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