He shaved, took a cold bath, dressed and went out.

"We've come to fetch you.

Your _lessive_ lasted a good time today," said Petritsky.

" Well, is it over?" "It is over," answered Vronsky, smiling with his eyes only, and twirling the tips of his mustaches as circumspectly as though after the perfect order into which his affairs had been brought any over-bold or rapid movement might disturb it.