Bowing right and left to his acquaintances who, here as elsewhere, greeted him joyfully, he passed on to the buffet, drank a glass of vodka and ate a bit of fish as hors-d'oeuvre, and said something to the painted Frenchwoman, bedecked with ribbons and lace, who sat at a little counter – something that made even this Frenchwoman burst into frank laughter.
Он, как от грязного места, поспешно отошел от нее. Вся душа его была переполнена воспоминанием о Кити, и в глазах его светилась улыбка торжества и счастья.