| PART 6
Chapter 22
 (continued)"But Anna Arkadyevna's knowledge of architecture is marvelous,"
 said Tushkevitch. "To be sure, I heard Anna Arkadyevna talking yesterday about
 plinths and damp-courses," said Veslovsky.  "Have I got it
 right?" "There's nothing marvelous about it, when one sees and hears so
 much of it," said Anna.  "But, I dare say, you don't even know
 what houses are made of?" Darya Alexandrovna saw that Anna disliked the tone of raillery
 that existed between her and Veslovsky, but fell in with it
 against her will. Vronsky acted in this matter quite differently from Levin.  He
 obviously attached no significance to Veslovsky's chattering; on
 the contrary, he encouraged his jests. "Come now, tell us, Veslovsky, how are the stones held together?" "By cement, of course." "Bravo!  And what is cement?" "Oh, some sort of paste ...no, putty," said Veslovsky, raising
 a general laugh. The company at dinner, with the exception of the doctor, the
 architect, and the steward, who remained plunged in gloomy
 silence, kept up a conversation that never paused, glancing off
 one subject, fastening on another, and at times stinging one or
 the other to the quick.  Once Darya Alexandrovna felt wounded to
 the quick, and got so hot that she positively flushed and
 wondered afterwards whether she had said anything extreme or
 unpleasant.  Sviazhsky began talking of Levin, describing his
 strange view that machinery is simply pernicious in its effects
 on Russian agriculture. "I have not the pleasure of knowing this M. Levin," Vronsky said,
 smiling, "but most likely he has never seen the machines he
 condemns; or if he has seen and tried any, it must have been
 after a queer fashion, some Russian imitation, not a machine from
 abroad.  What sort of views can anyone have on such a subject?" "Turkish views, in general," Veslovsky said, turning to Anna with
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