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“
You
can
never
help
being
late
!
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
taking
his
arm
.
“
Have
you
a
lot
of
people
?
Who
’
s
here
?
”
asked
Levin
,
unable
to
help
blushing
,
as
he
knocked
the
snow
off
his
cap
with
his
glove
.
“
All
our
own
set
.
Kitty
’
s
here
.
Come
along
,
I
’
ll
introduce
you
to
Karenin
.
”
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
for
all
his
liberal
views
,
was
well
aware
that
to
meet
Karenin
was
sure
to
be
felt
a
flattering
distinction
,
and
so
treated
his
best
friends
to
this
honor
.
But
at
that
instant
Konstantin
Levin
was
not
in
a
condition
to
feel
all
the
gratification
of
making
such
an
acquaintance
.
He
had
not
seen
Kitty
since
that
memorable
evening
when
he
met
Vronsky
,
not
counting
,
that
is
,
the
moment
when
he
had
had
a
glimpse
of
her
on
the
highroad
.
He
had
known
at
the
bottom
of
his
heart
that
he
would
see
her
here
today
.
But
to
keep
his
thoughts
free
,
he
had
tried
to
persuade
himself
that
he
did
not
know
it
.
Now
when
he
heard
that
she
was
here
,
he
was
suddenly
conscious
of
such
delight
,
and
at
the
same
time
of
such
dread
,
that
his
breath
failed
him
and
he
could
not
utter
what
he
wanted
to
say
.
“
What
is
she
like
,
what
is
she
like
?
Like
what
she
used
to
be
,
or
like
what
she
was
in
the
carriage
?
What
if
Darya
Alexandrovna
told
the
truth
?
Why
shouldn
’
t
it
be
the
truth
?
”
he
thought
.
“
Oh
,
please
,
introduce
me
to
Karenin
,
”
he
brought
out
with
an
effort
,
and
with
a
desperately
determined
step
he
walked
into
the
drawing
-
room
and
beheld
her
.
She
was
not
the
same
as
she
used
to
be
,
nor
was
she
as
she
had
been
in
the
carriage
;
she
was
quite
different
.
She
was
scared
,
shy
,
shame
-
faced
,
and
still
more
charming
from
it
.
She
saw
him
the
very
instant
he
walked
into
the
room
.
She
had
been
expecting
him
.
She
was
delighted
,
and
so
confused
at
her
own
delight
that
there
was
a
moment
,
the
moment
when
he
went
up
to
her
sister
and
glanced
again
at
her
,
when
she
,
and
he
,
and
Dolly
,
who
saw
it
all
,
thought
she
would
break
down
and
would
begin
to
cry
.
She
crimsoned
,
turned
white
,
crimsoned
again
,
and
grew
faint
,
waiting
with
quivering
lips
for
him
to
come
to
her
.
He
went
up
to
her
,
bowed
,
and
held
out
his
hand
without
speaking
.
Except
for
the
slight
quiver
of
her
lips
and
the
moisture
in
her
eyes
that
made
them
brighter
,
her
smile
was
almost
calm
as
she
said
:
