Altogether everything was supremely amusing and jolly.

And, not letting his comrade enter into further details of his position, Petritsky proceeded to tell him all the interesting news.

As he listened to Petritsky's familiar stories in the familiar setting of the rooms he had spent the last three years in, Vronsky felt a delightful sense of coming back to the careless Petersburg life that he was used to.

"Impossible!" he cried, letting down the pedal of the washing basin in which he had been sousing his healthy red neck.