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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.

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