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Anna Karenina

to let him go when it was necessary (and how strange it
was for him to think that he, so lately hardly daring to
believe in such happiness as that she could love him—now
was unhappy because she loved him too much!), and he

was dissatisfied with himself for not showing more
strength of will. Even greater was the feeling of
disagreement at the bottom of his heart as to her not
needing to consider the woman who was with his brother,
and he thought with horror of all the contingencies they
might meet with. The mere idea of his wife, his Kitty,
being in the same room with a common wench, set him
shuddering with horror and loathing.

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