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ANTIQUE WALKING CANES : Mass at the Razumovskis' private chapel as usual. It was a hot July day. Even at ten o'clock, when the Rostovs got out of their carriage at the chapel, the sultry air, the shouts of hawkers, antique walking canes light and gay summer clothes of the crowd, the dusty leaves of the trees on the boulevard, the sounds of the band and the white trousers of a battalion marching to parade, antique walking canes rattling of wheels on the cobblestones, and the brilliant, hot antique walking canes were all full of that summer languor, that content and discontent with the present, which is antique walking canes strongly felt on a bright, hot day in town. All the Moscow notabilities, all antique walking canes Rostovs' acquaintances, were at the Razumovskis' chapel, for, as if expecting something to happen, many wealthy families who usually left town for their country estates had not
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