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“
Come
along
,
I
’
ve
finished
,
”
said
Vronsky
,
and
getting
up
he
went
to
the
door
.
Yashvin
got
up
too
,
stretching
his
long
legs
and
his
long
back
“
It
’
s
too
early
for
me
to
dine
,
but
I
must
have
a
drink
.
I
’
ll
come
along
directly
.
Hi
,
wine
!
”
he
shouted
,
in
his
rich
voice
,
that
always
rang
out
so
loudly
at
drill
,
and
set
the
windows
shaking
now
.
“
No
,
all
right
,
”
he
shouted
again
immediately
after
.
“
You
’
re
going
home
,
so
I
’
ll
go
with
you
.
”
And
he
walked
out
with
Vronsky
.
Vronsky
was
staying
in
a
roomy
,
clean
,
Finnish
hut
,
divided
into
two
by
a
partition
.
Petritsky
lived
with
him
in
camp
too
.
Petritsky
was
asleep
when
Vronsky
and
Yashvin
came
into
the
hut
.
“
Get
up
,
don
’
t
go
on
sleeping
,
”
said
Yashvin
,
going
behind
the
partition
and
giving
Petritsky
,
who
was
lying
with
ruffled
hair
and
with
his
nose
in
the
pillow
,
a
prod
on
the
shoulder
.
Petritsky
jumped
up
suddenly
onto
his
knees
and
looked
round
.
“
Your
brother
’
s
been
here
,
”
he
said
to
Vronsky
.
“
He
waked
me
up
,
damn
him
,
and
said
he
’
d
look
in
again
.
”
And
pulling
up
the
rug
he
flung
himself
back
on
the
pillow
.
“
Oh
,
do
shut
up
,
Yashvin
!
”
he
said
,
getting
furious
with
Yashvin
,
who
was
pulling
the
rug
off
him
.
“
Shut
up
!
”
He
turned
over
and
opened
his
eyes
.
“
You
’
d
better
tell
me
what
to
drink
;
such
a
nasty
taste
in
my
mouth
,
that
.
.
.
.
”
“
Brandy
’
s
better
than
anything
,
”
boomed
Yashvin
.
“
Tereshtchenko
!
brandy
for
your
master
and
cucumbers
,
”
he
shouted
,
obviously
taking
pleasure
in
the
sound
of
his
own
voice
.
“
Brandy
,
do
you
think
?
Eh
?
”
queried
Petritsky
,
blinking
and
rubbing
his
eyes
.
“
And
you
’
ll
drink
something
?
All
right
then
,
we
’
ll
have
a
drink
together
!
Vronsky
,
have
a
drink
?
”
said
Petritsky
,
getting
up
and
wrapping
the
tiger
-
skin
rug
round
him
.
He
went
to
the
door
of
the
partition
wall
,
raised
his
hands
,
and
hummed
in
French
,
“
There
was
a
king
in
Thule
.
”
“
Vronsky
,
will
you
have
a
drink
?
”
