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At the turning he crossed over, looked round, and saw Sonia

coming the same way, noticing nothing. She turned the corner. He

followed her on the other side. After about fifty paces he

crossed over again, overtook her and kept two or three yards

behind her.

He was a man about fifty, rather tall and thickly set, with broad

high shoulders which made him look as though he stooped a little.

He wore good and fashionable clothes, and looked like a gentleman

of position. He carried a handsome cane, which he tapped on the

pavement at each step; his gloves were spotless. He had a broad,

rather pleasant face with high cheek-bones and a fresh colour,

not often seen in Petersburg. His flaxen hair was still abundant,

and only touched here and there with grey, and his thick square

beard was even lighter than his hair. His eyes were blue and had

a cold and thoughtful look; his lips were crimson. He was a

remarkedly well-preserved man and looked much younger than his

years.