1 "Oh, here are your three horses," he added, seeing the carriage drive up.
2 Driving was out of the question, because one of the horses was restive, and bolted in the shafts.
3 Then they reached the river, put the horses under the birch trees, and went to the bathing-place.
4 But he had promised Bryansky to come, and so he decided to drive on, telling the coachman not to spare the horses.
5 Resolving on this, he promptly wrote a note to Rolandak, who had more than once sent to him with offers to buy horses from him.
6 Forty paces from him a carriage with four horses harnessed abreast was driving towards him along the grassy road on which he was walking.
7 These were principally accounts owing in connection with his race horses, to the purveyor of oats and hay, the English saddler, and so on.
8 Nothing was to be heard but the night sounds of the frogs that never ceased in the marsh, and the horses snorting in the mist that rose over the meadow before the morning.
9 After tea he went out into the hall to order his horses to be put in, and, when he came back, he found Darya Alexandrovna greatly disturbed, with a troubled face, and tears in her eyes.
10 The mile-and-a-half race was just finishing, and all eyes were fixed on the horse-guard in front and the light hussar behind, urging their horses on with a last effort close to the winning post.
11 In the shed there were five horses in their separate stalls, and Vronsky knew that his chief rival, Gladiator, a very tall chestnut horse, had been brought there, and must be standing among them.
12 Now in the local institutions I, as a nobleman, see nothing that could conduce to my prosperity, and the roads are not better and could not be better; my horses carry me well enough over bad ones.
13 "Send to my house, and tell them to have out the carriage and three horses as quick as they can," he said to the servant, who handed him the steak on a hot silver dish, and moving the dish up he began eating.
14 "Come tomorrow to the messroom," said Vronsky, and squeezing him by the sleeve of his coat, with apologies, he moved away to the center of the race course, where the horses were being led for the great steeplechase.
15 The ploughs were practically useless, because it never occurred to the laborer to raise the share when he turned the plough, and forcing it round, he strained the horses and tore up the ground, and Levin was begged not to mind about it.
16 The coachman, Terenty, fastened the horses, who kept whisking away the flies, to a tree, and, treading down the grass, lay down in the shade of a birch and smoked his shag, while the never-ceasing shrieks of delight of the children floated across to him from the bathing-place.
17 The horses who had run in the last race were being led home, steaming and exhausted, by the stable-boys, and one after another the fresh horses for the coming race made their appearance, for the most part English racers, wearing horsecloths, and looking with their drawn-up bellies like strange, huge birds.
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