Анна Каренина

Chapter 22

           

           “Vousm’excuserez,maisvousvoyez....Revenezversdixheures,encoremieuxdemain.”

           “Qu’ellesorte!”repeatedtheFrenchmanimpatiently.

           “C’estmoi,n’est-cepas?”Andreceivingananswerintheaffirmative,StepanArkadyevitch,forgettingthefavorhehadmeanttoaskofLidiaIvanovna,andforgettinghissister’saffairs,caringfornothing,butfilledwiththesoledesiretogetawayassoonaspossible,wentoutontiptoeandranoutintothestreetasthoughfromaplague-strickenhouse.Foralongwhilehechattedandjokedwithhiscab-driver,tryingtorecoverhisspirits.

           AttheFrenchtheaterwherehearrivedforthelastact,andafterwardsattheTatarrestaurantafterhischampagne,StepanArkadyevitchfeltalittlerefreshedintheatmospherehewasusedto.Butstillhefeltquiteunlikehimselfallthatevening.

           OngettinghometoPyotrOblonsky’s,wherehewasstaying,StepanArkadyevitchfoundanotefromBetsy.Shewrotetohimthatshewasveryanxioustofinishtheirinterruptedconversation,andbeggedhimtocomenextday.Hehadscarcelyreadthisnote,andfrownedatitscontents,whenheheardbelowtheponderoustrampoftheservants,carryingsomethingheavy.

           StepanArkadyevitchwentouttolook.ItwastherejuvenatedPyotrOblonsky.Hewassodrunkthathecouldnotwalkupstairs;buthetoldthemtosethimonhislegswhenhesawStepanArkadyevitch,andclingingtohim,walkedwithhimintohisroomandtherebegantellinghimhowhehadspenttheevening,andfellasleepdoingso

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