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“How quickly work gets done with you!” said Sviazhsky. “When I was here last time the roof was not on.” “By the autumn it will all be ready. Iside almost everything is done,” said Anna. “And what’s this new building?” “That’s the house for the doctor and the dispensary,” answered Vronsky, seeing the architect in a short jacket coming towards him; and excusing himself to the ladies, he went to meet him. Going round a hole where the workmen were slaking lime, he stood still with the architect and began talking rather warmly. “The front is still too low,” he said to Anna, who had asked what was the matter. “I said the foundation ought to be raised,” said Anna.