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Anna Karenina

‘Why do you ask with such alarm?’ she said, wounded
again at his not looking at her. ‘Why shouldn’t I go?’
She appeared not to understand the motive of his
words.

‘Oh, of course, there’s no reason whatever,’ he said,
frowning.
‘That’s just what I say,’ she said, willfully refusing to see
the irony of his tone, and quietly turning back her long,
perfumed glove.
‘Anna, for God’s sake! what is the matter with you?’ he
said, appealing to her exactly as once her husband had
done.
‘I don’t understand what you are asking.’
‘You know that it’s out of the question to go.’
‘Why so? I’m not going alone. Princess Varvara has
gone to dress, she is going with me.’
He shrugged his shoulders with an air of perplexity and
despair.
‘But do you mean to say you don’t know?...’ he began.
‘But I don’t care to know!’ she almost shrieked. ‘I don’t
care to. Do I regret what I have done? No, no, no! If it
were all to do again from the beginning, it would be the
same. For us, for you and for me, there is only one thing
that matters, whether we love each other. Other people

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