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Anna Karenina(page 7)
2011-02-07 21:31:24
141 of 1759 Before Vronsky and Oblonsky came back the ladies heard the facts from the butler. Oblonsky and Vronsky had both seen the mutilated corpse. Oblonsky was evidently upset. He frowned and seemed ready to cry. ‘Ah, how awful! Ah, Anna, if you had seen it! Ah, how awful!’ he said. Vronsky did not speak; his handsome face was serious, but perfectly composed. ‘Oh, if you had seen it, countess,’ said Stepan Arkadyevitch. ‘And his wife was there.... It was awful to see her!.... She flung herself on the body. They say he was the only support of an immense family. How awful!’ ‘Couldn’t one do anything for her?’ said Madame Karenina in an agitated whisper. Vronsky glanced at her, and immediately got out of the carriage. ‘I’ll be back directly, maman,’ he remarked, turning round in the doorway. Read more »...
 
Anna Karenina(page 6)
2011-02-07 21:29:49
Vronsky looked at Levin and Countess Nordston, and smiled. ‘Are you always in the country?’ he inquired. ‘I should think it must be dull in the winter.’ ‘It’s not dull if one has work to do; besides, one’s not dull by oneself,’ Levin replied abruptly. ‘I am fond of the country,’ said Vronsky, noticing, and affecting not to notice, Levin’s tone. ‘But I hope, count, you would not consent to live in the country always,’ said Countess Nordston. Anna Karenina 113 of 1759 ‘I don’t know; I have never tried for long. I experience a queer feeling once,’ he went on. ‘I never longed so for the country, Russian country, with bast shoes and peasants, as when I was spending a winter with my mother in Nice. Nice itself is dull enough, you know. And indeed, Naples and Sorrento are only pleasant for a short time. And it’s just there that Russia comes back to me most vividly, and especially the country. It’s as though..’ He talked on, addressing both Kitty and Le...
 
Anna Karenina(page 5)
2011-02-07 21:28:50
87 of 1759 good-natured fellow, as I’ve found out here—he’s a cultivated man, too, and very intelligent; he’s a man who’ll make his mark.’ Levin scowled and was dumb. ‘Well, he turned up here soon after you’d gone, and as I can see, he’s over head and ears in love with Kitty, and you know that her mother..’ ‘Excuse me, but I know nothing,’ said Levin, frowning gloomily. And immediately he recollected his brother Nikolay and how hateful he was to have been able to forget him. ‘You wait a bit, wait a bit,’ said Stepan Arkadyevitch, smiling and touching his hand. ‘I’ve told you what I know, and I repeat that in this delicate and tender matter, as far as one can conjecture, I believe the chances are in your favor.’ Levin dropped back in his chair; his face was pale. ‘But I would advise you to settle the thing as soon as may be,’ pursued Oblonsky, filling up his glass. Read more »...
 
Anna Karenina(page 4)
2011-02-07 21:26:55
63 of 1759 on the ice. There were crack skaters there, showing off their skill, and learners clinging to chairs with timid, awkward movements, boys, and elderly people skating with hygienic motives. They seemed to Levin an elect band of blissful beings because they were here, near her. All the skaters, it seemed, with perfect self-possession, skated towards her, skated by her, even spoke to her, and were happy, quite apart from her, enjoying the capital ice and the fine weather. Nikolay Shtcherbatsky, Kitty’s cousin, in a short jacket and tight trousers, was sitting on a garden seat with his skates on. Seeing Levin, he shouted to him: ‘Ah, the first skater in Russia! Been here long? Firstrate ice—do put your skates on.’ ‘I haven’t got my skates,’ Levin answered, marveling at this boldness and ease in her presence, and not for one second losing sight of her, though he did not look at her. He felt as though the sun were coming near him. She was in a corner, and turning out...
 
Anna Karenina(page 3)
2011-02-07 21:24:33
he went up to Oblonsky with some papers, and began, under pretense of asking a question, to explain some objection. Stepan Arkadyevitch, without hearing him out, laid his hand genially on the secretary’s sleeve. ‘No, you do as I told you,’ he said, softening his words with a smile, and with a brief explanation of his view of the matter he turned away from the papers, and said: ‘So do it that way, if you please, Zahar Nikititch.’ The secretary retired in confusion. During the consultation with the secretary Levin had completely recovered from his embarrassment. He was standing with his elbows on the back of a chair, and on his face was a look of ironical attention. ‘I don’t understand it, I don’t understand it,’ he said. ‘What don’t you understand?’ said Oblonsky, smiling as brightly as ever, and picking up a cigarette. He expected some queer outburst from Levin. ‘I don’t understand what you are doing,’ said Levin, shrugging his shoulders. ‘How can you ...
 
Anna Karenina(page 2)
2011-02-05 04:21:04
20 of 1759 ‘How is mamma?’ he asked, passing his hand over his daughter’s smooth, soft little neck. ‘Good morning,’ he said, smiling to the boy, who had come up to greet him. He was conscious that he loved the boy less, and always tried to be fair; but the boy felt it, and did not respond with a smile to his father’s chilly smile. ‘Mamma? She is up,’ answered the girl. Stepan Arkadyevitch sighed. ‘That means that she’s not slept again all night,’ he thought. ‘Well, is she cheerful?’ The little girl knew that there was a quarrel between her father and mother, and that her mother could not be cheerful, and that her father must be aware of this, and that he was pretending when he asked about it so lightly. And she blushed for her father. He at once perceived it, and blushed too. ‘I don’t know,’ she said. ‘She did not say we must do our lessons, but she said we were to go for a walk with Miss Hoole to grandmamma’s.’Read more »...
 
Anna Karenina(page 1)
2011-02-05 04:18:51
Anna Karenina 2 of 1759 PART ONE Anna Karenina 3 of 1759 Chapter 1 Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. Everything was in confusion in the Oblonskys’ house. The wife had discovered that the husband was carrying on an intrigue with a French girl, who had been a governess in their family, and she had announced to her husband that she could not go on living in the same house with him. This position of affairs had now lasted three days, and not only the husband and wife themselves, but all the members of their family and household, were painfully conscious of it. Every person in the house felt that there was so sense in their living together, and that the stray people brought together by chance in any inn had more in common with one another than they, the members of the family and household of the Oblonskys. The wife did not leave her own room, the husband had not been at home for three days. The children ran wild all over the house; the English ...
 
THE EMPEROR’S NEW CLOTHES(Page 3)
2011-02-02 11:33:36
*A Danish mile is nearly 4 3/4 English. In a few seconds the watchman had done the fifty-two thousand of our miles up to the moon, which, as everyone knows, was formed out of matter much lighter than our earth; and is, so we should say, as soft as newly-fallen snow. He found himself on one of the many circumjacent mountain-ridges with which we are acquainted by means of Dr. Madler’s ‘Map of the Moon.’ Within, down it sunk perpendicularly into a caldron, about a Danish mile in depth; while below lay a town, whose appearance we can, in some measure, realize to ourselves by beating the white of an egg in a glass Of water. The matter of which it was built was just as soft, and formed similar towers, and domes, and pillars, transparent and rocking in the thin air; while above his head our earth was rolling like a large fiery ball.Read more »...
 
THE EMPEROR’S NEW CLOTHES
2011-02-02 11:33:36
THE EMPEROR’S NEWCLOTHES 2 of 260 Many years ago, there was an Emperor, who was so excessively fond of new clothes, that he spent all his money in dress. He did not trouble himself in the least about his soldiers; nor did he care to go either to the theatre or the chase, except for the opportunities then afforded him for displaying his new clothes. He had a different suit for each hour of the day; and as of any other king or emperor, one is accustomed to say, ‘he is sitting in council,’ it was always said of him, ‘The Emperor is sitting in his wardrobe.’ Time passed merrily in the large town which was his capital; strangers arrived every day at the court. One day, two rogues, calling themselves weavers, made their appearance. They gave out that they knew how to weave stuffs of the most beautiful colors and elaborate patterns, the clothes manufactured from which should have the wonderful property of remaining invisible to everyone who was unfit for the office he held, or who...
 
THE EMPEROR’S NEW CLOTHES(Page 7)
2011-02-02 11:33:36
137 of 260 down just over the wood, as we lay in our nest. She blew upon us young ones; and all died except we two. Coo! Coo!’ ‘What is that you say up there?’ cried little Gerda. ‘Where did the Snow Queen go to? Do you know anything about it?’ ‘She is no doubt gone to Lapland; for there is always snow and ice there. Only ask the Reindeer, who is tethered there.’ ‘Ice and snow is there! There it is, glorious and beautiful!’ said the Reindeer. ‘One can spring about in the large shining valleys! The Snow Queen has her summertent there; but her fixed abode is high up towards the North Pole, on the Island called Spitzbergen.’ ‘Oh, Kay! Poor little Kay!’ sighed Gerda. ‘Do you choose to be quiet?’ said the robber maiden. ‘If you don’t, I shall make you.’Read more »...
 
 
 
 
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