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All
that
was
painful
in
his
relations
with
Anna
,
all
the
feeling
of
indefiniteness
left
by
their
conversation
,
had
slipped
out
of
his
mind
.
He
was
thinking
now
with
pleasure
and
excitement
of
the
race
,
of
his
being
anyhow
,
in
time
,
and
now
and
then
the
thought
of
the
blissful
interview
awaiting
him
that
night
flashed
across
his
imagination
like
a
flaming
light
.
The
excitement
of
the
approaching
race
gained
upon
him
as
he
drove
further
and
further
into
the
atmosphere
of
the
races
,
overtaking
carriages
driving
up
from
the
summer
villas
or
out
of
Petersburg
.
At
his
quarters
no
one
was
left
at
home
;
all
were
at
the
races
,
and
his
valet
was
looking
out
for
him
at
the
gate
.
While
he
was
changing
his
clothes
,
his
valet
told
him
that
the
second
race
had
begun
already
,
that
a
lot
of
gentlemen
had
been
to
ask
for
him
,
and
a
boy
had
twice
run
up
from
the
stables
.
Dressing
without
hurry
(
he
never
hurried
himself
,
and
never
lost
his
self
-
possession
)
,
Vronsky
drove
to
the
sheds
.
From
the
sheds
he
could
see
a
perfect
sea
of
carriages
,
and
people
on
foot
,
soldiers
surrounding
the
race
course
,
and
pavilions
swarming
with
people
.
The
second
race
was
apparently
going
on
,
for
just
as
he
went
into
the
sheds
he
heard
a
bell
ringing
.
Going
towards
the
stable
,
he
met
the
white
-
legged
chestnut
,
Mahotin
’
s
Gladiator
,
being
led
to
the
race
-
course
in
a
blue
forage
horsecloth
,
with
what
looked
like
huge
ears
edged
with
blue
.
“
Where
’
s
Cord
?
”
he
asked
the
stable
-
boy
.
“
In
the
stable
,
putting
on
the
saddle
.
”
In
the
open
horse
-
box
stood
Frou
-
Frou
,
saddled
ready
.
They
were
just
going
to
lead
her
out
.
“
I
’
m
not
too
late
?
”
“
All
right
!
All
right
!
”
said
the
Englishman
;
“
don
’
t
upset
yourself
!
”
Vronsky
once
more
took
in
in
one
glance
the
exquisite
lines
of
his
favorite
mare
;
who
was
quivering
all
over
,
and
with
an
effort
he
tore
himself
from
the
sight
of
her
,
and
went
out
of
the
stable
.
He
went
towards
the
pavilions
at
the
most
favorable
moment
for
escaping
attention
.
The
mile
-
and
-
a
-
half
race
was
just
finishing
,
and
all
eyes
were
fixed
on
the
horse
-
guard
in
front
and
the
light
hussar
behind
,
urging
their
horses
on
with
a
last
effort
close
to
the
winning
post
.
From
the
center
and
outside
of
the
ring
all
were
crowding
to
the
winning
post
,
and
a
group
of
soldiers
and
officers
of
the
horse
-
guards
were
shouting
loudly
their
delight
at
the
expected
triumph
of
their
officer
and
comrade
.
Vronsky
moved
into
the
middle
of
the
crowd
unnoticed
,
almost
at
the
very
moment
when
the
bell
rang
at
the
finish
of
the
race
,
and
the
tall
,
mudspattered
horse
-
guard
who
came
in
first
,
bending
over
the
saddle
,
let
go
the
reins
of
his
panting
gray
horse
that
looked
dark
with
sweat
.
The
horse
,
stiffening
out
its
legs
,
with
an
effort
stopped
its
rapid
course
,
and
the
officer
of
the
horse
-
guards
looked
round
him
like
a
man
waking
up
from
a
heavy
sleep
,
and
just
managed
to
smile
.
A
crowd
of
friends
and
outsiders
pressed
round
him
.
