Анна Кареніна

Chapter 19

           

           Fromthebilliardroomnextdoorcamethesoundofballsknocking,oftalkandlaughter.Twoofficersappearedattheentrance-door:one,ayoungfellow,withafeeble,delicateface,whohadlatelyjoinedtheregimentfromtheCorpsofPages;theother,aplump,elderlyofficer,withabraceletonhiswrist,andlittleeyes,lostinfat.

           Vronskyglancedatthem,frowned,andlookingdownathisbookasthoughhehadnotnoticedthem,heproceededtoeatandreadatthesametime.

           “What?Fortifyingyourselfforyourwork?”saidtheplumpofficer,sittingdownbesidehim.

           “Asyousee,”respondedVronsky,knittinghisbrows,wipinghismouth,andnotlookingattheofficer.

           “Soyou’renotafraidofgettingfat?”saidthelatter,turningachairroundfortheyoungofficer.

           “What?”saidVronskyangrily,makingawryfaceofdisgust,andshowinghiseventeeth.

           “You’renotafraidofgettingfat?”

           “Waiter,sherry!”saidVronsky,withoutreplying,andmovingthebooktotheothersideofhim,hewentonreading.

           Theplumpofficertookupthelistofwinesandturnedtotheyoungofficer.

           “Youchoosewhatwe’retodrink,”hesaid,handinghimthecard,andlookingathim.

           “Rhinewine,please,”saidtheyoungofficer,stealingatimidglanceatVronsky,andtryingtopullhisscarcelyvisiblemustache.SeeingthatVronskydidnotturnround,theyoungofficergotup.

           “Let’sgointothebilliardroom,”hesaid.

           Theplumpofficerrosesubmissively,andtheymovedtowardsthedoor.

           Atthatmomenttherewalkedintotheroomthetallandwell-builtCaptainYashvin.

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