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The
engine
had
already
whistled
in
the
distance
.
A
few
instants
later
the
platform
was
quivering
,
and
with
puffs
of
steam
hanging
low
in
the
air
from
the
frost
,
the
engine
rolled
up
,
with
the
lever
of
the
middle
wheel
rhythmically
moving
up
and
down
,
and
the
stooping
figure
of
the
engine
-
driver
covered
with
frost
.
Behind
the
tender
,
setting
the
platform
more
and
more
slowly
swaying
,
came
the
luggage
van
with
a
dog
whining
in
it
.
At
last
the
passenger
carriages
rolled
in
,
oscillating
before
coming
to
a
standstill
.
A
smart
guard
jumped
out
,
giving
a
whistle
,
and
after
him
one
by
one
the
impatient
passengers
began
to
get
down
:
an
officer
of
the
guards
,
holding
himself
erect
,
and
looking
severely
about
him
;
a
nimble
little
merchant
with
a
satchel
,
smiling
gaily
;
a
peasant
with
a
sack
over
his
shoulder
.
Vronsky
,
standing
beside
Oblonsky
,
watched
the
carriages
and
the
passengers
,
totally
oblivious
of
his
mother
.
What
he
had
just
heard
about
Kitty
excited
and
delighted
him
.
Unconsciously
he
arched
his
chest
,
and
his
eyes
flashed
.
He
felt
himself
a
conqueror
.
“
Countess
Vronskaya
is
in
that
compartment
,
”
said
the
smart
guard
,
going
up
to
Vronsky
.
The
guard
’
s
words
roused
him
,
and
forced
him
to
think
of
his
mother
and
his
approaching
meeting
with
her
He
did
not
in
his
heart
respect
his
mother
,
and
without
acknowledging
it
to
himself
,
he
did
not
love
her
,
though
in
accordance
with
the
ideas
of
the
set
in
which
he
lived
,
and
with
his
own
education
,
he
could
not
have
conceived
of
any
behavior
to
his
mother
not
in
the
highest
degree
respectful
and
obedient
,
and
the
more
externally
obedient
and
respectful
his
behavior
,
the
less
in
his
heart
he
respected
and
loved
her
.
Vronsky
followed
the
guard
to
the
carriage
,
and
at
the
door
of
the
compartment
he
stopped
short
to
make
room
for
a
lady
who
was
getting
out
.
With
the
insight
of
a
man
of
the
world
,
from
one
glance
at
this
lady
’
s
appearance
Vronsky
classified
her
as
belonging
to
the
best
society
.
He
begged
pardon
,
and
was
getting
into
the
carriage
,
but
felt
he
must
glance
at
her
once
more
;
not
that
she
was
very
beautiful
,
not
on
account
of
the
elegance
and
modest
grace
which
were
apparent
in
her
whole
figure
,
but
because
in
the
expression
of
her
charming
face
,
as
she
passed
close
by
him
,
there
was
something
peculiarly
caressing
and
soft
.
As
he
looked
round
,
she
too
turned
her
head
.
Her
shining
gray
eyes
,
that
looked
dark
from
the
thick
lashes
,
rested
with
friendly
attention
on
his
face
,
as
though
she
were
recognizing
him
,
and
then
promptly
turned
away
to
the
passing
crowd
,
as
though
seeking
someone
.
In
that
brief
look
Vronsky
had
time
to
notice
the
suppressed
eagerness
which
played
over
her
face
,
and
flitted
between
the
brilliant
eyes
and
the
faint
smile
that
curved
her
red
lips
.
It
was
as
though
her
nature
were
so
brimming
over
with
something
that
against
her
will
it
showed
itself
now
in
the
flash
of
her
eyes
,
and
now
in
her
smile
.
Deliberately
she
shrouded
the
light
in
her
eyes
,
but
it
shone
against
her
will
in
the
faintly
perceptible
smile
.
Vronsky
stepped
into
the
carriage
.
His
mother
,
a
dried
-
up
old
lady
with
black
eyes
and
ringlets
,
screwed
up
her
eyes
,
scanning
her
son
,
and
smiled
slightly
with
her
thin
lips
.
Getting
up
from
the
seat
and
handing
her
maid
a
bag
,
she
gave
her
little
wrinkled
hand
to
her
son
to
kiss
,
and
lifting
his
head
from
her
hand
,
kissed
him
on
the
cheek
.
