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Shtcherbatsky
and
Tchirikov
,
supporting
the
crowns
and
stumbling
over
the
bride
’
s
train
,
smiling
too
and
seeming
delighted
at
something
,
were
at
one
moment
left
behind
,
at
the
next
treading
on
the
bridal
pair
as
the
priest
came
to
a
halt
.
The
spark
of
joy
kindled
in
Kitty
seemed
to
have
infected
everyone
in
the
church
.
It
seemed
to
Levin
that
the
priest
and
the
deacon
too
wanted
to
smile
just
as
he
did
.
Taking
the
crowns
off
their
heads
the
priest
read
the
last
prayer
and
congratulated
the
young
people
.
Levin
looked
at
Kitty
,
and
he
had
never
before
seen
her
look
as
she
did
.
She
was
charming
with
the
new
radiance
of
happiness
in
her
face
.
Levin
longed
to
say
something
to
her
,
but
he
did
not
know
whether
it
was
all
over
.
The
priest
got
him
out
of
his
difficulty
.
He
smiled
his
kindly
smile
and
said
gently
,
“
Kiss
your
wife
,
and
you
kiss
your
husband
,
”
and
took
the
candles
out
of
their
hands
.
Levin
kissed
her
smiling
lips
with
timid
care
,
gave
her
his
arm
,
and
with
a
new
strange
sense
of
closeness
,
walked
out
of
the
church
.
He
did
not
believe
,
he
could
not
believe
,
that
it
was
true
.
It
was
only
when
their
wondering
and
timid
eyes
met
that
he
believed
in
it
,
because
he
felt
that
they
were
one
.
After
supper
,
the
same
night
,
the
young
people
left
for
the
country
.
Vronsky
and
Anna
had
been
traveling
for
three
months
together
in
Europe
.
They
had
visited
Venice
,
Rome
,
and
Naples
,
and
had
just
arrived
at
a
small
Italian
town
where
they
meant
to
stay
some
time
.
A
handsome
head
waiter
,
with
thick
pomaded
hair
parted
from
the
neck
upwards
,
an
evening
coat
,
a
broad
white
cambric
shirt
front
,
and
a
bunch
of
trinkets
hanging
above
his
rounded
stomach
,
stood
with
his
hands
in
the
full
curve
of
his
pockets
,
looking
contemptuously
from
under
his
eyelids
while
he
gave
some
frigid
reply
to
a
gentleman
who
had
stopped
him
.
Catching
the
sound
of
footsteps
coming
from
the
other
side
of
the
entry
towards
the
staircase
,
the
head
waiter
turned
round
,
and
seeing
the
Russian
count
,
who
had
taken
their
best
rooms
,
he
took
his
hands
out
of
his
pockets
deferentially
,
and
with
a
bow
informed
him
that
a
courier
had
been
,
and
that
the
business
about
the
palazzo
had
been
arranged
.
The
steward
was
prepared
to
sign
the
agreement
.
“
Ah
!
I
’
m
glad
to
hear
it
,
”
said
Vronsky
.
“
Is
madame
at
home
or
not
?
”
“
Madame
has
been
out
for
a
walk
but
has
returned
now
,
”
answered
the
waiter
.
Vronsky
took
off
his
soft
,
wide
-
brimmed
hat
and
passed
his
handkerchief
over
his
heated
brow
and
hair
,
which
had
grown
half
over
his
ears
,
and
was
brushed
back
covering
the
bald
patch
on
his
head
.
And
glancing
casually
at
the
gentleman
,
who
still
stood
there
gazing
intently
at
him
,
he
would
have
gone
on
.
“
This
gentleman
is
a
Russian
,
and
was
inquiring
after
you
,
”
said
the
head
waiter
.
With
mingled
feelings
of
annoyance
at
never
being
able
to
get
away
from
acquaintances
anywhere
,
and
longing
to
find
some
sort
of
diversion
from
the
monotony
of
his
life
,
Vronsky
looked
once
more
at
the
gentleman
,
who
had
retreated
and
stood
still
again
,
and
at
the
same
moment
a
light
came
into
the
eyes
of
both
.
