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Anna Karenina

‘My sweet, my little one!’ said Anna, and she cried as
weakly and childishly as he.
At that moment the door opened. Vassily Lukitch came
in.

At the other door there was the sound of steps, and the
nurse in a scared whisper said, ‘He’s coming,’ and gave
Anna her hat.
Seryozha sank onto the bed and sobbed, hiding his face
in his hands. Anna removed his hands, once more kissed
his wet face, and with rapid steps went to the door. Alexey
Alexandrovitch walked in, meeting her. Seeing her, he
stopped short and bowed his head.
Although she had just said he was better and kinder
than she, in the rapid glance she flung at him, taking in his
whole figure in all its details, feelings of repulsion and
hatred for him and jealousy over her son took possession
of her. With a swift gesture she put down her veil, and,
quickening her pace, almost ran out of the room.
She had not time to undo, and so carried back with
her, the parcel of toys she had chosen the day before in a
toy shop with such love and sorrow.

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