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Anna Karenina


                                  get our meals over as soon as we can, so as to be ready for
                                  our work, while here are we trying to drag out our meal
                                  as long as possible, and with that object eating oysters..’
                                     ‘Why, of course,’ objected Stepan Arkadyevitch. ‘But

                                  that’s just the aim of civilization—to make everything a
                                  source of enjoyment.’
                                     ‘Well, if that’s its aim, I’d rather be a savage.’
                                     ‘And so you are a savage. All you Levins are savages.’
                                     Levin sighed. He remembered his brother Nikolay, and
                                  felt ashamed and sore, and he scowled; but Oblonsky
                                  began speaking of a subject which at once drew his
                                  attention.
                                     ‘Oh, I say, are you going tonight to our people, the
                                  Shtcherbatskys’, I mean?’ he said, his eyes sparkling
                                  significantly as he pushed  away the empty rough shells,
                                  and drew the cheese towards him.
                                     ‘Yes, I shall certainly go,’ replied Levin; ‘though I
                                  fancied the princess was not very warm in her invitation.’
                                     ‘What nonsense! That’s her manner.... Come, boy, the
                                  soup!.... That’s her manner—grande dame,’ said Stepan
                                  Arkadyevitch. ‘I’m coming, too, but I have to go to the
                                  Countess Bonina’s rehearsal. Come, isn’t it true that
                                  you’re a savage? How do you explain the sudden way in
                                  which you vanished from Moscow? The Shtcherbatskys



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