Vronsky stood still, looked intently at him, recognized him, and going a few steps forward to meet him, shook hands with him very warmly.

"Possibly you didn't wish to see me," said Sergey Ivanovitch, "but couldn't I be of use to you?" "There's no one I should less dislike seeing than you," said Vronsky.

" Excuse me; and there's nothing in life for me to like.