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“
No
,
thank
you
!
”
“
Where
shall
I
take
you
?
”
“
Madame
Karenina
’
s
here
,
I
think
.
.
.
take
me
to
her
.
”
“
Wherever
you
command
.
”
And
Korsunsky
began
waltzing
with
measured
steps
straight
towards
the
group
in
the
left
corner
,
continually
saying
,
“
Pardon
,
mesdames
,
pardon
,
pardon
,
mesdames
”
;
and
steering
his
course
through
the
sea
of
lace
,
tulle
,
and
ribbon
,
and
not
disarranging
a
feather
,
he
turned
his
partner
sharply
round
,
so
that
her
slim
ankles
,
in
light
transparent
stockings
,
were
exposed
to
view
,
and
her
train
floated
out
in
fan
shape
and
covered
Krivin
’
s
knees
.
Korsunsky
bowed
,
set
straight
his
open
shirt
front
,
and
gave
her
his
arm
to
conduct
her
to
Anna
Arkadyevna
.
Kitty
,
flushed
,
took
her
train
from
Krivin
’
s
knees
,
and
,
a
little
giddy
,
looked
round
,
seeking
Anna
.
Anna
was
not
in
lilac
,
as
Kitty
had
so
urgently
wished
,
but
in
a
black
,
low
-
cut
,
velvet
gown
,
showing
her
full
throat
and
shoulders
,
that
looked
as
though
carved
in
old
ivory
,
and
her
rounded
arms
,
with
tiny
,
slender
wrists
.
The
whole
gown
was
trimmed
with
Venetian
guipure
.
On
her
head
,
among
her
black
hair
—
her
own
,
with
no
false
additions
—
was
a
little
wreath
of
pansies
,
and
a
bouquet
of
the
same
in
the
black
ribbon
of
her
sash
among
white
lace
.
Her
coiffure
was
not
striking
.
All
that
was
noticeable
was
the
little
wilful
tendrils
of
her
curly
hair
that
would
always
break
free
about
her
neck
and
temples
.
Round
her
well
-
cut
,
strong
neck
was
a
thread
of
pearls
.
Kitty
had
been
seeing
Anna
every
day
;
she
adored
her
,
and
had
pictured
her
invariably
in
lilac
.
But
now
seeing
her
in
black
,
she
felt
that
she
had
not
fully
seen
her
charm
.
She
saw
her
now
as
someone
quite
new
and
surprising
to
her
.
Now
she
understood
that
Anna
could
not
have
been
in
lilac
,
and
that
her
charm
was
just
that
she
always
stood
out
against
her
attire
,
that
her
dress
could
never
be
noticeable
on
her
.
And
her
black
dress
,
with
its
sumptuous
lace
,
was
not
noticeable
on
her
;
it
was
only
the
frame
,
and
all
that
was
seen
was
she
—
simple
,
natural
,
elegant
,
and
at
the
same
time
gay
and
eager
.
She
was
standing
holding
herself
,
as
always
,
very
erect
,
and
when
Kitty
drew
near
the
group
she
was
speaking
to
the
master
of
the
house
,
her
head
slightly
turned
towards
him
.
“
No
,
I
don
’
t
throw
stones
,
”
she
was
saying
,
in
answer
to
something
,
“
though
I
can
’
t
understand
it
,
”
she
went
on
,
shrugging
her
shoulders
,
and
she
turned
at
once
with
a
soft
smile
of
protection
towards
Kitty
.
With
a
flying
,
feminine
glance
she
scanned
her
attire
,
and
made
a
movement
of
her
head
,
hardly
perceptible
,
but
understood
by
Kitty
,
signifying
approval
of
her
dress
and
her
looks
.
“
You
came
into
the
room
dancing
,
”
she
added
.
