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Anna said nothing, and keeping her opera glass up, gazed always

at the sah the pavilion

Breaking off what he was saying, Alexey Alexandrovitch got up

hurriedly, though with dignity, and bowed low to the general

"You're not racing?" the officer asked, chaffing him

"My race is a harder one," Alexey Alexandrovitch responded

deferentially

And though the answer h

he had heard a witty remark from a witty man, and fully relished

_la pointe de la sauce_

"There are two aspects," Alexey Alexandrovitch resumed: "those

who take part and those who look on; and love for such spectacles

is an unree of development in the

spectator, I admit, but"

"Princess, bets!" sounded Stepan Arkadyevitch's voice fro Betsy "Who's your favorite?"

"Anna and I are for Kuzovlev," replied Betsy

"I'loves?"

"Done!"

"But it is a pretty sight, isn't it?"

Alexey Alexandrovitch paused while there was talking about hiain directly

"I ad

But at that moment the racers started, and all conversation

ceased Alexey Alexandrovitch too was silent, and everyone stood

up and turned towards the stream Alexey Alexandrovitch took no

interest in the race, and so he did not watch the racers, but