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Those
loaves
,
those
doves
,
and
those
two
boys
were
not
earthly
creatures
.
It
all
happened
at
the
same
time
:
a
boy
ran
towards
a
dove
and
glanced
smiling
at
Levin
;
the
dove
,
with
a
whir
of
her
wings
,
darted
away
,
flashing
in
the
sun
,
amid
grains
of
snow
that
quivered
in
the
air
,
while
from
a
little
window
there
came
a
smell
of
fresh
-
baked
bread
,
and
the
loaves
were
put
out
.
All
of
this
together
was
so
extraordinarily
nice
that
Levin
laughed
and
cried
with
delight
.
Going
a
long
way
round
by
Gazetny
Place
and
Kislovka
,
he
went
back
again
to
the
hotel
,
and
putting
his
watch
before
him
,
he
sat
down
to
wait
for
twelve
o
’
clock
.
In
the
next
room
they
were
talking
about
some
sort
of
machines
,
and
swindling
,
and
coughing
their
morning
coughs
.
They
did
not
realize
that
the
hand
was
near
twelve
.
The
hand
reached
it
.
Levin
went
out
onto
the
steps
.
The
sledge
-
drivers
clearly
knew
all
about
it
.
They
crowded
round
Levin
with
happy
faces
,
quarreling
among
themselves
,
and
offering
their
services
.
Trying
not
to
offend
the
other
sledge
drivers
,
and
promising
to
drive
with
them
too
,
Levin
took
one
and
told
him
to
drive
to
the
Shtcherbatskys
’
.
The
sledge
-
driver
was
splendid
in
a
white
shirt
-
collar
sticking
out
over
his
overcoat
and
into
his
strong
,
full
-
blooded
red
neck
.
The
sledge
was
high
and
comfortable
,
and
altogether
such
a
one
as
Levin
never
drove
in
after
,
and
the
horse
was
a
good
one
,
and
tried
to
gallop
but
didn
’
t
seem
to
move
.
The
driver
knew
the
Shtcherbatskys
’
house
,
and
drew
up
at
the
entrance
with
a
curve
of
his
arm
and
a
“
Wo
!
”
especially
indicative
of
respect
for
his
fare
.
The
Shtcherbatskys
’
hall
-
porter
certainly
knew
all
about
it
.
This
was
evident
from
the
smile
in
his
eyes
and
the
way
he
said
:
“
Well
,
it
’
s
a
long
while
since
you
’
ve
been
to
see
us
,
Konstantin
Dmitrievitch
!
”
Not
only
he
knew
all
about
it
,
but
he
was
unmistakably
delighted
and
making
efforts
to
conceal
his
joy
.
Looking
into
his
kindly
old
eyes
,
Levin
realized
even
something
new
in
his
happiness
.
“
Are
they
up
?
”
“
Pray
walk
in
!
Leave
it
here
,
”
said
he
,
smiling
,
as
Levin
would
have
come
back
to
take
his
hat
.
That
meant
something
.
“
To
whom
shall
I
announce
your
honor
?
”
asked
the
footman
.
The
footman
,
though
a
young
man
,
and
one
of
the
new
school
of
footmen
,
a
dandy
,
was
a
very
kind
-
hearted
,
good
fellow
,
and
he
too
knew
all
about
it
.
“
The
princess
.
.
.
the
prince
.
.
.
the
young
princess
.
.
.
.
”
said
Levin
.
The
first
person
he
saw
was
Mademoiselle
Linon
.
She
walked
across
the
room
,
and
her
ringlets
and
her
face
were
beaming
.
He
had
only
just
spoken
to
her
,
when
suddenly
he
heard
the
rustle
of
a
skirt
at
the
door
,
and
Mademoiselle
Linon
vanished
from
Levin
’
s
eyes
,
and
a
joyful
terror
came
over
him
at
the
nearness
of
his
happiness
.
Mademoiselle
Linon
was
in
great
haste
,
and
leaving
him
,
went
out
at
the
other
door
.
Directly
she
had
gone
out
,
swift
,
swift
light
steps
sounded
on
the
parquet
,
and
his
bliss
,
his
life
,
himself
—
what
was
best
in
himself
,
what
he
had
so
long
sought
and
longed
for
—
was
quickly
,
so
quickly
approaching
him
.
She
did
not
walk
,
but
seemed
,
by
some
unseen
force
,
to
float
to
him
.
He
saw
nothing
but
her
clear
,
truthful
eyes
,
frightened
by
the
same
bliss
of
love
that
flooded
his
heart
.
