PART 7
Chapter 7
 (continued)
At once, while they were still at the soup, Gagin was served with
 champagne, and told the waiter to fill four glasses.  Levin did
 not refuse the wine, and asked for a second bottle.  He was very
 hungry, and ate and drank with great enjoyment, and with still
 greater enjoyment took part in the lively and simple conversation
 of his companions.  Gagin, dropping his voice, told the last good
 story from Petersburg, and the story, though improper and stupid,
 was so ludicrous that Levin broke into roars of laughter so loud
 that those near looked round. 
"That's in the same style as, 'that's a thing I can't endure!'
 You know the story?" said Stepan Arkadyevitch.  "Ah, that's
 exquisite!  Another bottle," he said to the waiter, and he began
 to relate his good story. 
"Pyotr Illyitch Vinovsky invites you to drink with him," a little
 old waiter interrupted Stepan Arkadyevitch, bringing two delicate
 glasses of sparkling champagne, and addressing Stepan
 Arkadyevitch and Levin.  Stepan Arkadyevitch took the glass, and
 looking towards a bald man with red mustaches at the other end of
 the table, he nodded to him, smiling. 
"Who's that?" asked Levin. 
"You met him once at my place, don't you remember?  A
 good-natured fellow." 
Levin did the same as Stepan Arkadyevitch and took the glass. 
Stepan Arkadyevitch's anecdote too was very amusing.  Levin told
 his story, and that too was successful.  Then they talked of
 horses, of the races, of what they had been doing that day, and
 of how smartly Vronsky's Atlas had won the first prize.  Levin
 did not notice how the time passed at dinner. 
"Ah! and here they are!" Stepan Arkadyevitch said towards the end
 of dinner, leaning over the back of his chair and holding out his
 hand to Vronsky, who came up with a tall officer of the Guards.
 Vronsky's face too beamed with the look of good-humored enjoyment
 that was general in the club.  He propped his elbow playfully on
 Stepan Arkadyevitch's shoulder, whispering something to him, and
 he held out his hand to Levin with the same good-humored smile. 
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