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Anna Karenina


                                  blowing their noses. The priest was continually sending
                                  first the beadle and then the deacon to find out whether
                                  the bridegroom had not come, more and more often he
                                  went himself, in a lilac vestment and an embroidered sash,

                                  to the side door, expecting to see the bridegroom. At last
                                  one of the ladies, glancing at her watch, said, ‘It really is
                                  strange, though!’ and all the guests became uneasy and
                                  began loudly expressing their wonder and dissatisfaction.
                                  One of the bridegroom’s best men went to find out what
                                  had happened. Kitty meanwhile had long ago been quite
                                  ready, and in her white dress and long veil and wreath of
                                  orange blossoms she was standing in the drawing-room of
                                  the Shtcherbatskys’ house with her sister, Madame Lvova,
                                  who was her bridal-mother. She was looking out of the
                                  window, and had been for over half an hour anxiously
                                  expecting to hear from her best man that her bridegroom
                                  was at the church.
                                     Levin meanwhile, in his trousers, but without his coat
                                  and waistcoat, was walking to and fro in his room at the
                                  hotel, continually putting his head out of the door and
                                  looking up and down the corridor. But in the corridor
                                  there was no sign of the person he was looking for and he
                                  came back in despair, and  frantically waving his hands





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