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"Oh, there's Karenin!" said the acquaintance ho for his wife, and she's in the middle of

the pavilion Didn't you see her?"

"No," answered Vronsky, and without even glancing round towards

the pavilion where his friend was pointing out Madame Karenina,

he went up to his mare

Vronsky had not had tiive some direction, when the competitors were summoned to

the pavilion to receive their nu Seventeen officers, looking serious and severe, ether in the pavilion and drew the

numbers Vronsky drew the nu that with the others riding in the race, he was the

center upon which all eyes were fastened, Vronsky walked up to

his mare in that state of nervous tension in which he usually

became deliberate and composed in his movements Cord, in honor

of the races, had put on his best clothes, a black coat buttoned

up, a stiffly starched collar, which propped up his cheeks, a

round black hat, and top boots He was cal Frou-Frou by both reins,

standing straight in front of her Frou-Frou was still trelanced sideways at

Vronsky Vronsky slipped his finger under the saddle-girth The