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Anna Karenina


                                     Vronsky was in fact beginning, prematurely, to get a
                                  little bald. He laughed gaily, showing his even teeth, and
                                  puling his cap over the thin place, went out and got into
                                  his carriage.

                                     ‘To the stables!’ he said, and was just pulling out the
                                  letters to read them through, but he thought better of it,
                                  and put off reading them so as not to distract his attention
                                  before looking at the mare. ‘Later!’



































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