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uncomfortable anywhere; her lace berthe did not droop anywhere;

her rosettes were not crushed nor torn off; her pink slippers

with high, hollowed-out heels did not pinch, but gladdened her

feet; and the thick rolls of fair chignon kept up on her head as

if they were her own hair All the three buttons buttoned up

without tearing on the long glove that covered her hand without

concealing its lines The black velvet of her locket nestled

with special softness round her neck That velvet was delicious;

at holass, Kitty had felt

that that velvet was speaking About all the rest there ht be

a doubt, but the velvet was delicious Kitty slass Her bare

shoulders and ar

she particularly liked Her eyes sparkled, and her rosy lips

could not keep fro from the consciousness of her own

attractiveness She had scarcely entered the ballroo of ladies, all tulle, ribbons, lace, and

flowers, waiting to be asked to dance--Kitty was never one of

that throng--when she was asked for a waltz, and asked by the

best partner, the first star in the hierarchy of the ballroom, a

renowned director of dances, a orushka Korsunsky He had only just left the

Countess Bonina, ho his kingdo--he caught sight of Kitty, entering, and

flew up to her with that peculiar, easy amble which is confined

to directors of balls Without even asking her if she cared to

dance, he put out his arm to encircle her slender waist She

looked round for so to her, took it