![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() He saw it clearlywhen her face lit up with peculiar animation as he spoke of whatwould peculiarly interest her husband, i.e., the giving up of theland to the peasants and the inheritance. Hefelt that the Nathalie who was once so near to him no longerexisted, and in her place was only a slave of that hairy,unpleasant husband, who was so foreign to him. Nekhludoff, too, though he had nothing but the kindest feelingsfor his sister, and had hidden nothing from her, now feltdepressed and uncomfortable with her, and was glad to part. But there wasnot a breath of fresh air here either, and Nekhludoff breathedfreely only when the train had passed the buildings and thedraught blew across the platform. The heat in the large thirdclass carriage, which had beenstanding in the burning sun all day, was so great that Nekhludoffdid not go in, but stopped on the little platform behind thecarriage which formed a passage to the next one. The fat coachman frowned angrily at the unjust rebukes of hismasterwho had himself given the order to drive along thatstreetand with difficulty held in the glossy, black horses,foaming under their harness and impatient to go on. Therefore the girl felt nothing but fear, and was glad when shecould no longer see those people.īut the boy with the long, thin neck, who looked at theprocession of prisoners without taking his eyes off them, solvedthe question differently. ![]()
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