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“
I
beg
you
not
to
meddle
,
and
that
’
s
all
I
have
to
say
.
”
Alexey
Vronsky
’
s
frowning
face
turned
white
,
and
his
prominent
lower
jaw
quivered
,
which
happened
rarely
with
him
.
Being
a
man
of
very
warm
heart
,
he
was
seldom
angry
;
but
when
he
was
angry
,
and
when
his
chin
quivered
,
then
,
as
Alexander
Vronsky
knew
,
he
was
dangerous
.
Alexander
Vronsky
smiled
gaily
.
“
I
only
wanted
to
give
you
Mother
’
s
letter
.
Answer
it
,
and
don
’
t
worry
about
anything
just
before
the
race
.
Bonne
chance
,
”
he
added
,
smiling
and
he
moved
away
from
him
.
But
after
him
another
friendly
greeting
brought
Vronsky
to
a
standstill
.
“
So
you
won
’
t
recognize
your
friends
!
How
are
you
,
mon
cher
?
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
as
conspicuously
brilliant
in
the
midst
of
all
the
Petersburg
brilliance
as
he
was
in
Moscow
,
his
face
rosy
,
and
his
whiskers
sleek
and
glossy
.
“
I
came
up
yesterday
,
and
I
’
m
delighted
that
I
shall
see
your
triumph
.
When
shall
we
meet
?
”
“
Come
tomorrow
to
the
messroom
,
”
said
Vronsky
,
and
squeezing
him
by
the
sleeve
of
his
coat
,
with
apologies
,
he
moved
away
to
the
center
of
the
race
course
,
where
the
horses
were
being
led
for
the
great
steeplechase
.
The
horses
who
had
run
in
the
last
race
were
being
led
home
,
steaming
and
exhausted
,
by
the
stable
-
boys
,
and
one
after
another
the
fresh
horses
for
the
coming
race
made
their
appearance
,
for
the
most
part
English
racers
,
wearing
horsecloths
,
and
looking
with
their
drawn
-
up
bellies
like
strange
,
huge
birds
.
On
the
right
was
led
in
Frou
-
Frou
,
lean
and
beautiful
,
lifting
up
her
elastic
,
rather
long
pasterns
,
as
though
moved
by
springs
.
Not
far
from
her
they
were
taking
the
rug
off
the
lop
-
eared
Gladiator
.
The
strong
,
exquisite
,
perfectly
correct
lines
of
the
stallion
,
with
his
superb
hind
-
quarters
and
excessively
short
pasterns
almost
over
his
hoofs
,
attracted
Vronsky
’
s
attention
in
spite
of
himself
.
He
would
have
gone
up
to
his
mare
,
but
he
was
again
detained
by
an
acquaintance
.
“
Oh
,
there
’
s
Karenin
!
”
said
the
acquaintance
with
whom
he
was
chatting
.
“
He
’
s
looking
for
his
wife
,
and
she
’
s
in
the
middle
of
the
pavilion
.
Didn
’
t
you
see
her
?
”
“
No
,
”
answered
Vronsky
,
and
without
even
glancing
round
towards
the
pavilion
where
his
friend
was
pointing
out
Madame
Karenina
,
he
went
up
to
his
mare
.
