Kitap · War and Peace
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Yazar: Leo Tolstoy
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"Ah, my dear," said the countess, "my life is not all roses
either. Don't I know that at the rate we are living our means
won't last long? It's all the Club and his easygoing nature. Even
in the country do we get any rest? Theatricals, hunting, and
heaven knows what besides! But don't let's talk about me; tell me
how you managed everything. I often wonder at you, Annette-how at
your age you can rush off alone in a carriage to Moscow, to
Petersburg, to those ministers and great people, and know how to
deal with them all! It's quite astonishing. How did you get
things settled? I couldn't possibly do it."
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