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Chapter 17

           Heknewallthisandthereforewaitedcalmlyforwhatwouldhappen,withmorepatiencethanthehorses,especiallythenearone,thechestnutFalcon,whowaspawingthegroundandchampinghisbit.Atlastallwereseated,thecarriagestepswerefoldedandpulledup,thedoorwasshut,somebodywassentforatravelingcase,andthecountessleanedoutandsaidwhatshehadtosay.ThenEfímdeliberatelydoffedhishatandbegancrossinghimself.Thepostilionandalltheotherservantsdidthesame.“Off,inGod’sname!”saidEfím,puttingonhishat.“Start!”Thepostilionstartedthehorses,theoffpolehorsetuggedathiscollar,thehighspringscreaked,andthebodyofthecoachswayed.Thefootmansprangontotheboxofthemovingcoachwhichjoltedasitpassedoutoftheyardontotheunevenroadway;theothervehiclesjoltedintheirturn,andtheprocessionofcarriagesmovedupthestreet.Inthecarriages,thecalèche,andthephaeton,allcrossedthemselvesastheypassedthechurchoppositethehouse.ThosewhoweretoremaininMoscowwalkedoneithersideofthevehiclesseeingthetravelersoff.

           RarelyhadNatáshaexperiencedsojoyfulafeelingasnow,sittinginthecarriagebesidethecountessandgazingattheslowlyrecedingwallsofforsaken,agitatedMoscow.Occasionallysheleanedoutofthecarriagewindowandlookedbackandthenforwardatthelongtrainofwoundedinfrontofthem.AlmostattheheadofthelineshecouldseetheraisedhoodofPrinceAndrew’scalèche.Shedidnotknowwhowasinit,buteachtimeshelookedattheprocessionhereyessoughtthatcalèche.

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