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Anna Karenina

‘Brandy, do you think? Eh?’ queried Petritsky, blinking
and rubbing his eyes. ‘And you’ll drink something? All
right then, we’ll have a drink together! Vronsky, have a
drink?’ said Petritsky, getting up and wrapping the tiger-

skin rug round him. He went to the door of the partition
wall, raised his hands, and hummed in French, ‘There was
a king in Thule.’ ‘Vronsky, will you have a drink?’
‘Go along,’ said Vronsky, putting on the coat his valet
handed to him.
‘Where are you off to?’ asked Yashvin. ‘Oh, here are
your three horses,’ he added, seeing the carriage drive up.
‘To the stables, and I’ve got to see Bryansky, too, about
the horses,’ said Vronsky.
Vronsky had as a fact promised to call at Bryansky’s,
some eight miles from Peterhof, and to bring him some
money owing for some horses; and he hoped to have time
to get that in too. But his comrades were at once aware
that he was not only going there.
Petritsky, still humming, winked and made a pout with
his lips, as though he would say: ‘Oh, yes, we know your
Bryansky.’
‘Mind you’re not late!’ was Yashvin’s only comment;
and to change the conversation: ‘How’s my roan? is he
doing all right?’ he inquired, looking out of the window at

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