Анна Кареніна

Chapter 4

           Andthisgirl,whounitedallthesequalities,lovedhim.Hewasamodestman,buthecouldnothelpseeingit.Andhelovedher.Therewasoneconsiderationagainstithisage.Buthecameofalong-livedfamily,hehadnotasinglegrayhair,noonewouldhavetakenhimforforty,andherememberedVarenka’ssayingthatitwasonlyinRussiathatmenoffiftythoughtthemselvesold,andthatinFranceamanoffiftyconsidershimselfdanslaforcedel’âge,whileamanoffortyisunjeunehomme.Butwhatdidthemerereckoningofyearsmatterwhenhefeltasyounginheartashehadbeentwentyyearsago?Wasitnotyouthtofeelashefeltnow,whencomingfromtheothersidetotheedgeofthewoodhesawintheglowinglightoftheslantingsunbeamsthegraciousfigureofVarenkainheryellowgownwithherbasket,walkinglightlybythetrunkofanoldbirchtree,andwhenthisimpressionofthesightofVarenkablendedsoharmoniouslywiththebeautyoftheview,oftheyellowoatfieldlyingbathedintheslantingsunshine,andbeyonditthedistantancientforestfleckedwithyellowandmeltingintotheblueofthedistance?Hisheartthrobbedjoyously.Asoftenedfeelingcameoverhim.Hefeltthathehadmadeuphismind.Varenka,whohadjustcroucheddowntopickamushroom,rosewithasupplemovementandlookedround.Flingingawaythecigar,SergeyIvanovitchadvancedwithresolutestepstowardsher.

           

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