Chapter 35 (1/2)
Because Karenin woke Anna up, they didn't miss dinner.
After that, Anna went to bed early again. Karenin dealt with his official documents waiting to be reviewed in his study. He read an article recommended to him by Countess Lydia.
Karenin knew that Countess Lydia was implying that he would give them a little decision. After examining it, he had a draft in his stomach and drafted a letter.
Although Karenin did not really believe that the women's group headed by Countess Lydia could really have any effect, he did not despise it.
After replying to the countess Lydia, Karenin picked up a book called the poem of hell, cut a page with a paper cutter, read one page, and finally put a bookmark on the seventh page.
Karenin put away the documents and books, put his hands together. He pondered for a while, and then left the study after he had a decision in mind.
He came to the bedroom, there was only a small lamp, put far away, and the hostess of the bedroom turned her head to avoid the light.
Karenin blew out the candle light and sat on the edge of his bed, as if the frequency were pointing to a change in his habits recently.
He raised his hand and touched his wife's cheek. After feeling the delicate touch, he slipped to the other party's sharp fingers, rubbed the thumb side of his finger pulp, and finally touched the tiny knuckle.
After half a day's transportation, there will be no thin cocoons.
Karenin took back his hand. He took off his clothes and lay down in the bed.
He couldn't see his wife's face clearly in the dark, but he grasped her accurately.
”These hands should not be rough.” Karenin thought quietly, closing his eyes about ten minutes before he was ready to go to sleep.
Russia always wakes up late in the winter, and Mr. Gorman also asked to be in the shop so early. So Anna had to get up at five.
She thought her hands and feet were light enough, but apparently she woke Karenin.
”Sleep, Alexis.” Anna whispered, imprinting a kiss on the corner of her mouth.
She quickly packed herself up, took a croissant and left. What she didn't know was that after she left, Karenin also got up.
Karenin in the balcony window, through the glass window to see her back, light, dressed as a teenager, like an antelope, a pair of long legs running in a posture that a lady would never do.
After being unable to see each other all the time, Karenin withdrew his sight.
Come in later tonight, and he'll ring later
”Yes, sir.”
Karni has always been loyal and orderly. He doesn't ask the master's decision. He just obeys his orders. Karenin was always at ease with his old housekeeper.
On the other side, Anna was running a little panting.
In fact, Mr. Gorman's tailor shop was not very far from where they lived, but he didn't often go out. Even if he was a noble lady who took the place of carriage, he could not keep up with his original physical strength.
Fortunately, she arrived a little earlier than the other party asked.
The tailor's shop is not open.
Anna slowed her breath. She took a few steps in the same place. Then she found a clean place to sit and take the croissant out of her pocket and nibble at it slowly.
It's a little bit choky. Water or milk would be fine.
She was thinking, a glass of water appeared in front of her.
”Er.” Anna looked up in surprise. It was the tall Mr. prokhov, smiling a little.
”Do you want it?”
Anna took the water, said thanks, and then drank the water, some dry voice finally more comfortable.
”Mr. prokhov, why did you come so early?” Anna asked. She knew that the tailor's shop was not open at this time, so, as a shop assistant, the gentleman in front of her should not have started work so early.
”I just didn't resist curiosity.” Mr. prokhov said that the round brown eyes looked so sincere and kind.
”I don't think you should waste your time. Really, Mr. Gorman won't take apprentices.”
Anna patted the crumbs of bread on her body and then stood up. She wiped her mouth deliberately to make her look less like a woman.
”I'm still the answer. I need to try it.”
”How long are you going to try?” Mr. prokhov asked curiously.
”At least, three months.” Anna thought about it and wanted to say.
”If he asks you to come at this time every day, you have to try for three months?”
Anna shrugged her shoulders and acquiesced.
”I think you are more stupid than me.” Said Mr. prokhov, choking Anna.
”If you want to make a big and thick hand, even if you want to do it on the shoulder, it means that Anna is really big and thick”It's better to be stupid than to regret.”
Anna didn't know how to respond, so she just gave a dry thanks.
”Thank you.”
Prokhov looked at her again, waved and left.
Anna looked at each other's back as strong as a bear, and thought to herself: I'm not sure this Mr. prokhov is also a man with a story.
She was still waiting in front of the shop, and another hour later, after daybreak, a tall and thin man came slowly.
Anna waited for the other party to approach for a moment and then called out, ”Mr. Gorman.”
The Mr. Gorman looked at Anna for a moment without any accident, and there was no explanation in his mouth, as if he didn't care whether she was there or not.
Mr. Gorman opened the door of the shop. He didn't greet Anna, but he didn't chase her. So Anna thought about it for a while and went in.
”Are you still carrying boxes today?” Anna asked, deliberately and cautiously, while observing each other, for Karenin said the gentleman might have recognized her. But it was puzzling that Mr. Gorman didn't really recognize her.
Now Mr. Gorman finally looked at her, but the eyes in the green eyes clearly said: is there something wrong with your brain?
Anna resisted this harsh look. For a long time, she got the second task, picking out the scraps according to the color and pattern, and put them in different categories.