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He passed in review of the places he might go to. "Club? a game

of bezique, champagne with Ignatov? No, I'm not going. _Chateau

des Fleurs_; there I shall find Oblonsky, songs, the cancan. No,

I'm sick of it. That's why I like the Shtcherbatskys', that I'm

growing better. I'll go home." He went straight to his room at

Dussots' Hotel, ordered supper, and then undressed, and as soon

as his head touched the pillow, fell into a sound sleep.

Chapter 17

Next day at eleven o'clock in the morning Vronsky drove to the

station of the Petersburg railway to meet his mother, and the

first person he came across on the great flight of steps was

Oblonsky, who was expecting his sister by the same train.

"Ah! your excellency!" cried Oblonsky, "whom are you meeting?"

"My mother," Vronsky responded, smiling, as everyone did who met

Oblonsky. He shook hands with him, and together they ascended the

steps. "She is to be here from Petersburg today."