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Anna Karenina
‘Oh, I was sorry for you.’
‘For me? for me? How mad I am!... But why make you
miserable? It’s awful to think that any outsider can shatter
our happiness.’
‘It’s humiliating too, of course.’
‘Oh, then I’ll keep him here all the summer, and will
overwhelm him with civility,’ said Levin, kissing her
hands. ‘You shall see. Tomorrow.... Oh, yes, we are going
tomorrow.’
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