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“
You
don
’
t
say
so
!
Well
,
Prince
Tchetchensky
is
a
well
-
known
figure
.
No
matter
,
though
.
He
’
s
always
playing
billiards
here
.
Only
three
years
ago
he
was
not
a
shlupik
and
kept
up
his
spirits
and
even
used
to
call
other
people
shlupiks
.
But
one
day
he
turns
up
,
and
our
porter
.
.
.
you
know
Vassily
?
Why
,
that
fat
one
;
he
’
s
famous
for
his
bon
mots
.
And
so
Prince
Tchetchensky
asks
him
,
‘
Come
,
Vassily
,
who
’
s
here
?
Any
shlupiks
here
yet
?
’
And
he
says
,
‘
You
’
re
the
third
.
’
Yes
,
my
dear
boy
,
that
he
did
!
”
Talking
and
greeting
the
friends
they
met
,
Levin
and
the
prince
walked
through
all
the
rooms
:
the
great
room
where
tables
had
already
been
set
,
and
the
usual
partners
were
playing
for
small
stakes
;
the
divan
room
,
where
they
were
playing
chess
,
and
Sergey
Ivanovitch
was
sitting
talking
to
somebody
;
the
billiard
room
,
where
,
about
a
sofa
in
a
recess
,
there
was
a
lively
party
drinking
champagne
—
Gagin
was
one
of
them
.
They
peeped
into
the
“
infernal
regions
,
”
where
a
good
many
men
were
crowding
round
one
table
,
at
which
Yashvin
was
sitting
.
Trying
not
to
make
a
noise
,
they
walked
into
the
dark
reading
room
,
where
under
the
shaded
lamps
there
sat
a
young
man
with
a
wrathful
countenance
,
turning
over
one
journal
after
another
,
and
a
bald
general
buried
in
a
book
.
They
went
,
too
,
into
what
the
prince
called
the
intellectual
room
,
where
three
gentlemen
were
engaged
in
a
heated
discussion
of
the
latest
political
news
.
“
Prince
,
please
come
,
we
’
re
ready
,
”
said
one
of
his
card
party
,
who
had
come
to
look
for
him
,
and
the
prince
went
off
.
Levin
sat
down
and
listened
,
but
recalling
all
the
conversation
of
the
morning
he
felt
all
of
a
sudden
fearfully
bored
.
He
got
up
hurriedly
,
and
went
to
look
for
Oblonsky
and
Turovtsin
,
with
whom
it
had
been
so
pleasant
.
Turovtsin
was
one
of
the
circle
drinking
in
the
billiard
room
,
and
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
was
talking
with
Vronsky
near
the
door
at
the
farther
corner
of
the
room
.
“
It
’
s
not
that
she
’
s
dull
;
but
this
undefined
,
this
unsettled
position
,
”
Levin
caught
,
and
he
was
hurrying
away
,
but
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
called
to
him
.
“
Levin
,
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
and
Levin
noticed
that
his
eyes
were
not
full
of
tears
exactly
,
but
moist
,
which
always
happened
when
he
had
been
drinking
,
or
when
he
was
touched
.
Just
now
it
was
due
to
both
causes
.
“
Levin
,
don
’
t
go
,
”
he
said
,
and
he
warmly
squeezed
his
arm
above
the
elbow
,
obviously
not
at
all
wishing
to
let
him
go
.
“
This
is
a
true
friend
of
mine
—
almost
my
greatest
friend
,
”
he
said
to
Vronsky
.
“
You
have
become
even
closer
and
dearer
to
me
.
And
I
want
you
,
and
I
know
you
ought
,
to
be
friends
,
and
great
friends
,
because
you
’
re
both
splendid
fellows
.
”
“
Well
,
there
’
s
nothing
for
us
now
but
to
kiss
and
be
friends
,
”
Vronsky
said
,
with
good
-
natured
playfulness
,
holding
out
his
hand
.
Levin
quickly
took
the
offered
hand
,
and
pressed
it
warmly
.
