"Well, let us begin."

After the game Vronsky and Levin sat down at Gagin's table, and

at Stepan Arkadyevitch's suggestion Levin took a hand in the

game.

Vronsky sat down at the table, surrounded by friends, who were

incessantly coming up to him. Every now and then he went to the

"infernal" to keep an eye on Yashvin. Levin was enjoying a

delightful sense of repose after the mental fatigue of the

morning. He was glad that all hostility was at an end with

Vronsky, and the sense of peace, decorum, and comfort never left

him.

When the game was over, Stepan Arkadyevitch took Levin's arm.

"Well, let us go to Anna's, then. At once? Eh? She is at home.

I promised her long ago to bring you. Where were you meaning to

spend the evening?"

"Oh, nowhere specially. I promised Sviazhsky to go to the

Society of Agriculture. By all means, let us go," said Levin.

"Very good; come along. Find out if my carriage is here," Stepan

Arkadyevitch said to the waiter.

Levin went up to the table, paid the forty roubles he had lost;

paid his bill, the amount of which was in some mysterious way

ascertained by the little old waiter who stood at the counter,

and swinging his arms he walked through all the rooms to the way

out.




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