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“
If
only
I
can
get
out
of
this
without
putting
my
foot
in
it
!
”
“
It
will
be
dull
for
you
,
”
said
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
,
addressing
Landau
;
“
you
don
’
t
know
English
,
but
it
’
s
short
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
shall
understand
,
”
said
Landau
,
with
the
same
smile
,
and
he
closed
his
eyes
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
and
Lidia
Ivanovna
exchanged
meaningful
glances
,
and
the
reading
began
.
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
felt
completely
nonplussed
by
the
strange
talk
which
he
was
hearing
for
the
first
time
.
The
complexity
of
Petersburg
,
as
a
rule
,
had
a
stimulating
effect
on
him
,
rousing
him
out
of
his
Moscow
stagnation
.
But
he
liked
these
complications
,
and
understood
them
only
in
the
circles
he
knew
and
was
at
home
in
.
In
these
unfamiliar
surroundings
he
was
puzzled
and
disconcerted
,
and
could
not
get
his
bearings
.
As
he
listened
to
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
,
aware
of
the
beautiful
,
artless
—
or
perhaps
artful
,
he
could
not
decide
which
—
eyes
of
Landau
fixed
upon
him
,
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
began
to
be
conscious
of
a
peculiar
heaviness
in
his
head
.
The
most
incongruous
ideas
were
in
confusion
in
his
head
.
“
Marie
Sanina
is
glad
her
child
’
s
dead
.
.
.
.
How
good
a
smoke
would
be
now
!
.
.
.
To
be
saved
,
one
need
only
believe
,
and
the
monks
don
’
t
know
how
the
thing
’
s
to
be
done
,
but
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
does
know
.
.
.
.
And
why
is
my
head
so
heavy
?
Is
it
the
cognac
,
or
all
this
being
so
queer
?
Anyway
,
I
fancy
I
’
ve
done
nothing
unsuitable
so
far
.
But
anyway
,
it
won
’
t
do
to
ask
her
now
.
They
say
they
make
one
say
one
’
s
prayers
.
I
only
hope
they
won
’
t
make
me
!
That
’
ll
be
too
imbecile
.
And
what
stuff
it
is
she
’
s
reading
!
but
she
has
a
good
accent
.
Landau
—
Bezzubov
—
what
’
s
he
Bezzubov
for
?
”
All
at
once
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
became
aware
that
his
lower
jaw
was
uncontrollably
forming
a
yawn
.
He
pulled
his
whiskers
to
cover
the
yawn
,
and
shook
himself
together
.
But
soon
after
he
became
aware
that
he
was
dropping
asleep
and
on
the
very
point
of
snoring
.
He
recovered
himself
at
the
very
moment
when
the
voice
of
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
was
saying
“
he
’
s
asleep
.
”
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
started
with
dismay
,
feeling
guilty
and
caught
.
But
he
was
reassured
at
once
by
seeing
that
the
words
“
he
’
s
asleep
”
referred
not
to
him
,
but
to
Landau
.
The
Frenchman
was
asleep
as
well
as
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
But
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
’
s
being
asleep
would
have
offended
them
,
as
he
thought
(
though
even
this
,
he
thought
,
might
not
be
so
,
as
everything
seemed
so
queer
)
,
while
Landau
’
s
being
asleep
delighted
them
extremely
,
especially
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
.
“
Mon
ami
,
”
said
Lidia
Ivanovna
,
carefully
holding
the
folds
of
her
silk
gown
so
as
not
to
rustle
,
and
in
her
excitement
calling
Karenin
not
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
,
but
“
mon
ami
,
”
“
donnez
-
lui
la
main
.
Vous
voyez
?
Sh
!
”
she
hissed
at
the
footman
as
he
came
in
again
.
“
Not
at
home
.
”
The
Frenchman
was
asleep
,
or
pretending
to
be
asleep
,
with
his
head
on
the
back
of
his
chair
,
and
his
moist
hand
,
as
it
lay
on
his
knee
,
made
faint
movements
,
as
though
trying
to
catch
something
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
got
up
,
tried
to
move
carefully
,
but
stumbled
against
the
table
,
went
up
and
laid
his
hand
in
the
Frenchman
’
s
hand
.
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
got
up
too
,
and
opening
his
eyes
wide
,
trying
to
wake
himself
up
if
he
were
asleep
,
he
looked
first
at
one
and
then
at
the
other
.
It
was
all
real
.
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
felt
that
his
head
was
getting
worse
and
worse
.
“
Que
la
personne
qui
est
arrivée
la
dernière
,
celle
qui
demande
,
qu
’
elle
sorte
!
Qu
’
elle
sorte
!
”
articulated
the
Frenchman
,
without
opening
his
eyes
.
“
Vous
m
’
excuserez
,
mais
vous
voyez
.
.
.
.
Revenez
vers
dix
heures
,
encore
mieux
demain
.
”
