Анна Кареніна

Chapter 1

           Duringthereading,especiallyatthefrequentandrapidrepetitionofthesamewords,“Lord,havemercyonus!”whichresoundedwithanecho,Levinfeltthatthoughtwasshutandsealedup,andthatitmustnotbetouchedorstirrednoworconfusionwouldbetheresult;andsostandingbehindthedeaconhewentonthinkingofhisownaffairs,neitherlisteningnorexaminingwhatwassaid.“It’swonderfulwhatexpressionthereisinherhand,”hethought,rememberinghowtheyhadbeensittingthedaybeforeatacornertable.Theyhadnothingtotalkabout,aswasalmostalwaysthecaseatthistime,andlayingherhandonthetableshekeptopeningandshuttingit,andlaughedherselfasshewatchedheraction.Herememberedhowhehadkisseditandthenhadexaminedthelinesonthepinkpalm.“Havemercyonusagain!”thoughtLevin,crossinghimself,bowing,andlookingatthesupplespringofthedeacon’sbackbowingbeforehim.“Shetookmyhandthenandexaminedthelines‘You’vegotasplendidhand,’shesaid.”Andhelookedathisownhandandtheshorthandofthedeacon.“Yes,nowitwillsoonbeover,”hethought.“No,itseemstobebeginningagain,”hethought,listeningtotheprayers.“No,it’sjustending:thereheisbowingdowntotheground.That’salwaysattheend.”

           Thedeacon’shandinaplushcuffacceptedathree-roublenoteunobtrusively,andthedeaconsaidhewouldputitdownintheregister,andhisnewbootscreakingjauntilyovertheflagstonesoftheemptychurch,hewenttothealtar.AmomentlaterhepeepedoutthenceandbeckonedtoLevin.

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