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“
Yes
,
”
answered
Levin
,
and
he
told
Kouzma
to
put
out
his
clothes
for
him
to
dress
.
A
crowd
of
people
,
principally
women
,
was
thronging
round
the
church
lighted
up
for
the
wedding
.
Those
who
had
not
succeeded
in
getting
into
the
main
entrance
were
crowding
about
the
windows
,
pushing
,
wrangling
,
and
peeping
through
the
gratings
.
More
than
twenty
carriages
had
already
been
drawn
up
in
ranks
along
the
street
by
the
police
.
A
police
officer
,
regardless
of
the
frost
,
stood
at
the
entrance
,
gorgeous
in
his
uniform
.
More
carriages
were
continually
driving
up
,
and
ladies
wearing
flowers
and
carrying
their
trains
,
and
men
taking
off
their
helmets
or
black
hats
kept
walking
into
the
church
.
Inside
the
church
both
lusters
were
already
lighted
,
and
all
the
candles
before
the
holy
pictures
.
The
gilt
on
the
red
ground
of
the
holy
picture
-
stand
,
and
the
gilt
relief
on
the
pictures
,
and
the
silver
of
the
lusters
and
candlesticks
,
and
the
stones
of
the
floor
,
and
the
rugs
,
and
the
banners
above
in
the
choir
,
and
the
steps
of
the
altar
,
and
the
old
blackened
books
,
and
the
cassocks
and
surplices
—
all
were
flooded
with
light
.
On
the
right
side
of
the
warm
church
,
in
the
crowd
of
frock
coats
and
white
ties
,
uniforms
and
broadcloth
,
velvet
,
satin
,
hair
and
flowers
,
bare
shoulders
and
arms
and
long
gloves
,
there
was
discreet
but
lively
conversation
that
echoed
strangely
in
the
high
cupola
.
Every
time
there
was
heard
the
creak
of
the
opened
door
the
conversation
in
the
crowd
died
away
,
and
everybody
looked
round
expecting
to
see
the
bride
and
bridegroom
come
in
.
But
the
door
had
opened
more
than
ten
times
,
and
each
time
it
was
either
a
belated
guest
or
guests
,
who
joined
the
circle
of
the
invited
on
the
right
,
or
a
spectator
,
who
had
eluded
or
softened
the
police
officer
,
and
went
to
join
the
crowd
of
outsiders
on
the
left
.
Both
the
guests
and
the
outside
public
had
by
now
passed
through
all
the
phases
of
anticipation
.
At
first
they
imagined
that
the
bride
and
bridegroom
would
arrive
immediately
,
and
attached
no
importance
at
all
to
their
being
late
.
Then
they
began
to
look
more
and
more
often
towards
the
door
,
and
to
talk
of
whether
anything
could
have
happened
.
Then
the
long
delay
began
to
be
positively
discomforting
,
and
relations
and
guests
tried
to
look
as
if
they
were
not
thinking
of
the
bridegroom
but
were
engrossed
in
conversation
.
The
head
deacon
,
as
though
to
remind
them
of
the
value
of
his
time
,
coughed
impatiently
,
making
the
window
-
panes
quiver
in
their
frames
.
In
the
choir
the
bored
choristers
could
be
heard
trying
their
voices
and
blowing
their
noses
.
The
priest
was
continually
sending
first
the
beadle
and
then
the
deacon
to
find
out
whether
the
bridegroom
had
not
come
,
more
and
more
often
he
went
himself
,
in
a
lilac
vestment
and
an
embroidered
sash
,
to
the
side
door
,
expecting
to
see
the
bridegroom
.
At
last
one
of
the
ladies
,
glancing
at
her
watch
,
said
,
“
It
really
is
strange
,
though
!
”
and
all
the
guests
became
uneasy
and
began
loudly
expressing
their
wonder
and
dissatisfaction
.
One
of
the
bridegroom
’
s
best
men
went
to
find
out
what
had
happened
.
Kitty
meanwhile
had
long
ago
been
quite
ready
,
and
in
her
white
dress
and
long
veil
and
wreath
of
orange
blossoms
she
was
standing
in
the
drawing
-
room
of
the
Shtcherbatskys
’
house
with
her
sister
,
Madame
Lvova
,
who
was
her
bridal
-
mother
.
She
was
looking
out
of
the
window
,
and
had
been
for
over
half
an
hour
anxiously
expecting
to
hear
from
the
best
man
that
her
bridegroom
was
at
the
church
.
Levin
meanwhile
,
in
his
trousers
,
but
without
his
coat
and
waistcoat
,
was
walking
to
and
fro
in
his
room
at
the
hotel
,
continually
putting
his
head
out
of
the
door
and
looking
up
and
down
the
corridor
.
But
in
the
corridor
there
was
no
sign
of
the
person
he
was
looking
for
and
he
came
back
in
despair
,
and
frantically
waving
his
hands
addressed
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
who
was
smoking
serenely
.
“
Was
ever
a
man
in
such
a
fearful
fool
’
s
position
?
”
he
said
.
“
Yes
,
it
is
stupid
,
”
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
assented
,
smiling
soothingly
.
“
But
don
’
t
worry
,
it
’
ll
be
brought
directly
.
”
