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Anna Karenina


                                     ‘Oh, yes, yes; make haste, please,’ answered Levin, with
                                  difficulty restraining the smile of rapture which would
                                  overspread his face. ‘Yes,’ he thought, ‘this now is life, this
                                  is happiness! Together, she said; let us skate together!

                                  Speak to her now? But that’s just why I’m afraid to
                                  speak—because I’m happy now, happy in hope, anyway....
                                  And then?.... But I must! I must! I must! Away with
                                  weakness!’
                                     Levin rose to his feet, took off his overcoat, and
                                  scurrying over the rough ice round the hut, came out on
                                  the smooth ice and skated without effort, as it were, by
                                  simple exercise of will, increasing and slackening speed
                                  and turning his course. He approached with timidity, but
                                  again her smile reassured him.
                                     She gave him her hand, and they set off side by side,
                                  going faster and faster, and the more rapidly they moved
                                  the more tightly she grasped his hand.
                                     ‘With you I should soon learn; I somehow feel
                                  confidence in you,’ she said to him.
                                     ‘And I have confidence in myself when you are leaning
                                  on me,’ he said, but was at once panic-stricken at what he
                                  had said, and blushed. And indeed, no sooner had he
                                  uttered these words, when all at once, like the sun going
                                  behind a cloud, her face lost all its friendliness, and Levin



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