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On reaching home Oblonsky helped his sister out, sighed, pressed

her hand, and set off to his office.

Chapter 19

When Anna went into the room, Dolly was sitting in the little

drawing-room with a white-headed fat little boy, already like his

father, giving him a lesson in French reading. As the boy read,

he kept twisting and trying to tear off a button that was nearly

off his jacket. His mother had several times taken his hand from

it, but the fat little hand went back to the button again. His

mother pulled the button off and put it in her pocket.