Pierre did not stay for dinner, but left the room and went away at once. He drove through the town seeking Anatole Kuragin, at the thought of whom now the blood rushed to his heart and he felt a difficulty in breathing. He was not at the ice hills, nor at the gypsies", nor at Komoneno"s. Pierre drove to the Club. In the Club all was going on as usual. The members who were a embling for dinner were sitting about in groups; they greeted Pierre and spoke of ......
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