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Anna Karenina

‘Oh, I’ve got over that, Darya Dmitrievna,’ he
answered, and a melancholy and serious expression
suddenly came over his face.
Stepan Arkadyevitch was telling his sister-in-law his

joke about divorce.
‘The wreath wants setting straight,’ she answered, not
hearing him.
‘What a pity she’s lost her looks so,’ Countess
Nordston said to Madame Lvova. ‘Still he’s not worth her
little finger, is he?’
‘Oh, I like him so—not because he’s my future beau-
frere,’ answered Madame Lvova. ‘And how well he’s
behaving! It’s so difficult, too, to look well in such a
position, not to be ridiculous. And he’s not ridiculous, and
not affected; one can see he’s moved.’
‘You expected it, I suppose?’
‘Almost. She always cared for him.’
‘Well, we shall see which of them will step on the rug
first. I warned Kitty.’
‘It will make no difference,’ said Madame Lvova;
‘we’re all obedient wives; it’s in our family.’
‘Oh, I stepped on the rug before Vassily on purpose.
And you, Dolly?’

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