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When Vronsky went to Moscow froe set of rooms in Morskaia to his friend and favorite co lieutenant, not particularly

well-connected, and not merely not wealthy, but always hopelessly

in debt Towards evening he was always drunk, and he had often

been locked up after all sorts of ludicrous and disgraceful

scandals, but he was a favorite both of his comrades and his

superior officers On arriving at twelve o'clock from the

station at his flat, Vronsky saw, at the outer door, a hired

carriage fa, he heard hter, the lisp of a feminine

voice, and Petritsky's voice "If that's one of the villains,

don't let him in!" Vronsky told the servant not to announce him,

and slipped quietly into the first room Baroness Shilton, a

friend of Petritsky's, with a rosy little face and flaxen hair,

resplendent in a lilac satin gown, and filling the whole room,

like a canary, with her Parisian chatter, sat at the round table

coffee Petritsky, in his overcoat, and the cavalry

captain Kamerovsky, in full unifor each side of her

"Bravo! Vronsky!" shouted Petritsky, ju his

chair "Our host himself! Baroness, some coffee for him out of