Анна Кареніна

Chapter 8

           

           VassenkaVeslovskyhadhadnonotionbeforethatitwastrulychicforasportsmantobeintatters,buttohavehisshootingoutfitofthebestquality.HesawitnowashelookedatStepanArkadyevitch,radiantinhisrags,graceful,well-fed,andjoyous,atypicalRussiannobleman.Andhemadeuphismindthatnexttimehewentshootinghewouldcertainlyadoptthesameget-up.

           “Well,andwhataboutourhost?”heasked.

           “Ayoungwife,”saidStepanArkadyevitch,smiling.

           “Yes,andsuchacharmingone!”

           “Hecamedowndressed.Nodoubthe’srunuptoheragain.”

           StepanArkadyevitchguessedright.Levinhadrunupagaintohiswifetoaskheroncemoreifsheforgavehimforhisidiocyyesterday,and,moreover,tobegherforChrist’ssaketobemorecareful.Thegreatthingwasforhertokeepawayfromthechildrentheymightanyminutepushagainsther.Thenhehadoncemoretohearherdeclarethatshewasnotangrywithhimforgoingawayfortwodays,andtobeghertobesuretosendhimanotenextmorningbyaservantonhorseback,towritehim,ifitwerebuttwowordsonly,tolethimknowthatallwaswellwithher.

           Kittywasdistressed,asshealwayswas,atpartingforacoupleofdaysfromherhusband,butwhenshesawhiseagerfigure,lookingbigandstronginhisshooting-bootsandhiswhiteblouse,andasortofsportsmanelationandexcitementincomprehensibletoher,sheforgotherownchagrinforthesakeofhispleasure,andsaidgood-byetohimcheerfully.

           “Pardon,gentlemen!”hesaid,runningoutontothesteps.

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