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Yazar: Leo Tolstoy

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"I am glad, too," said Dolly, faintly smiling, and trying by the
expression of Anna's face to find out whether she knew. "Most
likely she knows," she thought, noticing the sympathy in Anna's
face. "Well, come along, I'll take you to your room," she went
on, trying to defer as long as possible the moment of
confidences.
"Is this Grisha? Heavens, how he's grown!" said Anna; and kissing
him, never taking her eyes off Dolly, she stood still and flushed
a little. "No, please, let us stay here."
She took off her kerchief and her hat, and catching it in a lock
of her black hair, which was a mass of curls, she tossed her head
and shook her hair down.
"You are radiant with health and happiness!" said Dolly, almost
with envy.
"I?... Yes," said Anna. "Merciful heavens, Tanya! You're the same
age as my Seryozha," she added, addressing the little girl as she
ran in. She took her in her arms and kissed her. "Delightful
child, delightful! Show me them all."

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