"Nekhlyudov could run fast, and not wanting to be caught by the artist he raced as fast as he could. When he looked round he saw the artist chasing Katusha but she kept well ahead, her lithe young legs moving rapidly. In front was a clump of lilac bushes, behind which nobody was running, and Katusha, looking back at Nekhlyudov, made a sign with her ( Read more... )

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