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Anna Karenina

‘A man brought it from Princess Tverskaya.’
Vronsky opened the letter, and flushed crimson.
‘My head’s begun to ache; I’m going home,’ he said to
Serpuhovskoy.

‘Oh, good-bye then. You give me carte blanche!’
‘We’ll talk about it later on; I’ll look you up in
Petersburg.’

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