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And
as
soon
as
these
words
were
uttered
,
both
he
and
she
felt
that
it
was
over
,
that
what
was
to
have
been
said
would
not
be
said
;
and
their
emotion
,
which
had
up
to
then
been
continually
growing
more
intense
,
began
to
subside
.
“
The
birch
mushroom
’
s
stalk
suggests
a
dark
man
’
s
chin
after
two
days
without
shaving
,
”
said
Sergey
Ivanovitch
,
speaking
quite
calmly
now
.
“
Yes
,
that
’
s
true
,
”
answered
Varenka
smiling
,
and
unconsciously
the
direction
of
their
walk
changed
.
They
began
to
turn
towards
the
children
.
Varenka
felt
both
sore
and
ashamed
;
at
the
same
time
she
had
a
sense
of
relief
.
When
he
had
got
home
again
and
went
over
the
whole
subject
,
Sergey
Ivanovitch
thought
his
previous
decision
had
been
a
mistaken
one
.
He
could
not
be
false
to
the
memory
of
Marie
.
“
Gently
,
children
,
gently
!
”
Levin
shouted
quite
angrily
to
the
children
,
standing
before
his
wife
to
protect
her
when
the
crowd
of
children
flew
with
shrieks
of
delight
to
meet
them
.
Behind
the
children
Sergey
Ivanovitch
and
Varenka
walked
out
of
the
wood
.
Kitty
had
no
need
to
ask
Varenka
;
she
saw
from
the
calm
and
somewhat
crestfallen
faces
of
both
that
her
plans
had
not
come
off
.
“
Well
?
”
her
husband
questioned
her
as
they
were
going
home
again
“
It
doesn
’
t
bite
,
”
said
Kitty
,
her
smile
and
manner
of
speaking
recalling
her
father
,
a
likeness
Levin
often
noticed
with
pleasure
.
“
How
doesn
’
t
bite
?
”
“
I
’
ll
show
you
,
”
she
said
,
taking
her
husband
’
s
hand
,
lifting
it
to
her
mouth
,
and
just
faintly
brushing
it
with
closed
lips
.
“
Like
a
kiss
on
a
priest
’
s
hand
.
”
