1 I was married in the evening too.
2 So Levin thought about his wife as he talked to her that evening.
3 To his relief Alexey Alexandrovitch was not in the theater that evening.
4 Levin and Kitty were particularly happy and conscious of their love that evening.
5 Then he told Kitty she was looking very pretty that evening, and presented Shtcherbatsky to Karenin.
6 There remained only one filthy room, next to which they promised that another should be empty by the evening.
7 Karenin himself had followed the Petersburg fashion for a dinner with ladies and was wearing evening dress and a white tie.
8 He was jealous of Vronsky, as he had been a year ago, as though the evening he had seen her with Vronsky had been yesterday.
9 The point was that when Levin asked for his evening suit, Kouzma, his old servant, had brought him the coat, waistcoat, and everything that was wanted.
10 She did not say what she had said the evening before to her lover, that he was her husband, and her husband was superfluous; she did not even think that.
11 He had not seen Kitty since that memorable evening when he met Vronsky, not counting, that is, the moment when he had had a glimpse of her on the highroad.
12 Of his mother Seryozha did not think all the evening, but when he had gone to bed, he suddenly remembered her, and prayed in his own words that his mother tomorrow for his birthday might leave off hiding herself and come to him.
13 The sight of his brother, and the nearness of death, revived in Levin that sense of horror in face of the insoluble enigma, together with the nearness and inevitability of death, that had come upon him that autumn evening when his brother had come to him.
14 All her face would be visible, she would smile, she would hug him, he would sniff her fragrance, feel the softness of her arms, and cry with happiness, just as he had one evening lain on her lap while she tickled him, and he laughed and bit her white, ring-covered fingers.
15 It was only when the same evening he came to their house before the theater, went into her room and saw her tear-stained, pitiful, sweet face, miserable with suffering he had caused and nothing could undo, he felt the abyss that separated his shameful past from her dovelike purity, and was appalled at what he had done.
16 Stepan Arkadyevitch went to the Grand Theater to a rehearsal of the ballet, and gave Masha Tchibisova, a pretty dancing-girl whom he had just taken under his protection, the coral necklace he had promised her the evening before, and behind the scenes in the dim daylight of the theater, managed to kiss her pretty little face, radiant over her present.
17 A handsome head waiter, with thick pomaded hair parted from the neck upwards, an evening coat, a broad white cambric shirt front, and a bunch of trinkets hanging above his rounded stomach, stood with his hands in the full curve of his pockets, looking contemptuously from under his eyelids while he gave some frigid reply to a gentleman who had stopped him.
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