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One
thing
’
s
certain
,
this
night
has
decided
my
fate
.
All
my
old
dreams
of
home
life
were
absurd
,
not
the
real
thing
,
”
he
told
himself
.
“
It
’
s
all
ever
so
much
simpler
and
better
.
.
.
.
”
“
How
beautiful
!
”
he
thought
,
looking
at
the
strange
,
as
it
were
,
mother
-
of
-
pearl
shell
of
white
fleecy
cloudlets
resting
right
over
his
head
in
the
middle
of
the
sky
.
“
How
exquisite
it
all
is
in
this
exquisite
night
!
And
when
was
there
time
for
that
cloud
-
shell
to
form
?
Just
now
I
looked
at
the
sky
,
and
there
was
nothing
in
it
—
only
two
white
streaks
.
Yes
,
and
so
imperceptibly
too
my
views
of
life
changed
!
”
He
went
out
of
the
meadow
and
walked
along
the
highroad
towards
the
village
.
A
slight
wind
arose
,
and
the
sky
looked
gray
and
sullen
.
The
gloomy
moment
had
come
that
usually
precedes
the
dawn
,
the
full
triumph
of
light
over
darkness
.
Shrinking
from
the
cold
,
Levin
walked
rapidly
,
looking
at
the
ground
.
“
What
’
s
that
?
Someone
coming
,
”
he
thought
,
catching
the
tinkle
of
bells
,
and
lifting
his
head
.
Forty
paces
from
him
a
carriage
with
four
horses
harnessed
abreast
was
driving
towards
him
along
the
grassy
road
on
which
he
was
walking
.
The
shaft
-
horses
were
tilted
against
the
shafts
by
the
ruts
,
but
the
dexterous
driver
sitting
on
the
box
held
the
shaft
over
the
ruts
,
so
that
the
wheels
ran
on
the
smooth
part
of
the
road
.
This
was
all
Levin
noticed
,
and
without
wondering
who
it
could
be
,
he
gazed
absently
at
the
coach
.
In
the
coach
was
an
old
lady
dozing
in
one
corner
,
and
at
the
window
,
evidently
only
just
awake
,
sat
a
young
girl
holding
in
both
hands
the
ribbons
of
a
white
cap
.
With
a
face
full
of
light
and
thought
,
full
of
a
subtle
,
complex
inner
life
,
that
was
remote
from
Levin
,
she
was
gazing
beyond
him
at
the
glow
of
the
sunrise
.
At
the
very
instant
when
this
apparition
was
vanishing
,
the
truthful
eyes
glanced
at
him
.
She
recognized
him
,
and
her
face
lighted
up
with
wondering
delight
.
He
could
not
be
mistaken
.
There
were
no
other
eyes
like
those
in
the
world
.
There
was
only
one
creature
in
the
world
that
could
concentrate
for
him
all
the
brightness
and
meaning
of
life
.
It
was
she
.
It
was
Kitty
.
He
understood
that
she
was
driving
to
Ergushovo
from
the
railway
station
.
And
everything
that
had
been
stirring
Levin
during
that
sleepless
night
,
all
the
resolutions
he
had
made
,
all
vanished
at
once
.
He
recalled
with
horror
his
dreams
of
marrying
a
peasant
girl
.
There
only
,
in
the
carriage
that
had
crossed
over
to
the
other
side
of
the
road
,
and
was
rapidly
disappearing
,
there
only
could
he
find
the
solution
of
the
riddle
of
his
life
,
which
had
weighed
so
agonizingly
upon
him
of
late
.
She
did
not
look
out
again
.
The
sound
of
the
carriage
-
springs
was
no
longer
audible
,
the
bells
could
scarcely
be
heard
.
The
barking
of
dogs
showed
the
carriage
had
reached
the
village
,
and
all
that
was
left
was
the
empty
fields
all
round
,
the
village
in
front
,
and
he
himself
isolated
and
apart
from
it
all
,
wandering
lonely
along
the
deserted
highroad
.
