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Hoping to find her alone, Vronsky alighted, as he always did, to

avoid attracting attention, before crossing the bridge, and

walked to the house. He did not go up the steps to the street

door, but went into the court.

"Has your master come?" he asked a gardener.

"No, sir. The mistress is at home. But will you please go to the

front door; there are servants there," the gardener answered.

"They'll open the door."

"No, I'll go in from the garden."