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Vronsky had not even tried to sleep all that night He sat in

his ar the people

who got in and out If he had indeed on previous occasions

struck and impressed people who did not know hi cohty and

self-possessed than ever He looked at people as if they were

things A nervous young

opposite hi ht, and entered into conversation with hiainst hi, but

a person But Vronsky gazed at hihis self-possession under the oppression of this refusal

to recognize hi and no one He felt hi, not

because he believed that he had made an impression on Anna--he

did not yet believe that,--but because the iave him happiness and pride

What would come of it all he did not know, he did not even think

He felt that all his forces, hitherto dissipated, wasted, were

centered on one thing, and bent with fearful energy on one

blissful goal And he was happy at it He knew only that he had

told her the truth, that he had come where she was, that all the

happiness of his life, the onlyher And when he got out of the carriage