After they had driven over two miles from home, Veslovsky all at

once felt for a cigar and his pocketbook, and did not know

whether he had lost them or left them on the table. In the

pocketbook there were thirty-seven pounds, and so the matter

could not be left in uncertainty.

"Do you know what, Levin, I'll gallop home on that left

trace-horse. That will be splendid. Eh?" he said, preparing to

get out.

"No, why should you?" answered Levin, calculating that Vassenka

could hardly weigh less than seventeen stone. "I'll send the

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coachman."

The coachman rode back on the trace-horse, and Levin himself

drove the remaining pair.




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