1 She took to her bed before my eyes, said the prince.
2 When she came into the bedroom, he was already in bed.
3 Petritsky went behind the partition and lay down on his bed.
4 But after she had gone to bed, for a long while she could not sleep.
5 Alexey Alexandrovitch went into the bedroom, and went up to the bed.
6 Never had Levin been so glad when the evening was over and it was time to go to bed.
7 Vronsky came to the side of the bed, and seeing Anna, again hid his face in his hands.
8 Anna got into her bed, and lay expecting every minute that he would begin to speak to her again.
9 Konstantin with the help of Masha persuaded him not to go out anywhere, and got him to bed hopelessly drunk.
10 He sat on his bed in the darkness, crouched up, hugging his knees, and holding his breath from the strain of thought, he pondered.
11 Contrary to his usual habit, he did not get into bed, but fell to walking up and down the rooms with his hands clasped behind his back.
12 He could not go to bed, feeling that it was absolutely needful for him first to think thoroughly over the position that had just arisen.
13 His brother got into bed, and whether he slept or did not sleep, tossed about like a sick man, coughed, and when he could not get his throat clear, mumbled something.
14 To regain her serenity completely she went into the nursery, and spent the whole evening with her son, put him to bed herself, signed him with the cross, and tucked him up.
15 Stepan Arkadyevitch had gone down to his room, undressed, again washed, and attired in a nightshirt with goffered frills, he had got into bed, but Levin still lingered in his room, talking of various trifling matters, and not daring to ask what he wanted to know.
16 And suddenly he recalled how they used to go to bed together as children, and how they only waited till Fyodor Bogdanitch was out of the room to fling pillows at each other and laugh, laugh irrepressibly, so that even their awe of Fyodor Bogdanitch could not check the effervescing, overbrimming sense of life and happiness.
17 She remembered the simple delight expressed on the round, good-humored face of Anna Pavlovna at their meetings; she remembered their secret confabulations about the invalid, their plots to draw him away from the work which was forbidden him, and to get him out-of-doors; the devotion of the youngest boy, who used to call her "my Kitty," and would not go to bed without her.
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