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"No," answered Vronsky, and without even glancing round towards

the pavilion where his friend was pointing out Madame Karenina,

he went up to his mare.

Vronsky had not had time to look at the saddle, about which he

had to give some direction, when the competitors were summoned to

the pavilion to receive their numbers and places in the row at

starting. Seventeen officers, looking serious and severe, many

with pale faces, met together in the pavilion and drew the

numbers. Vronsky drew the number seven. The cry was heard:

"Mount!"