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Anna Karenina

Alexandrovitch. ‘Yes, of course,’ she repeated with
decision, thinking of Anna.
‘Use your influence with her, make her write. I don’t
like—I’m almost unable to speak about this to her.’

‘Very well, I will talk to her. But how is it she does not
think of it herself?’ said Darya Alexandrovna, and for some
reason she suddenly at that point recalled Anna’s strange
new habit of half-closing her eyes. And she remembered
that Anna drooped her eyelids just when the deeper
questions of life were touched upon. ‘Just as though she
half-shut her eyes to her own life, so as not to see
everything,’ thought Dolly. ‘Yes, indeed, for my own sake
and for hers I will talk to her,’ Dolly said in reply to his
look of gratitude.
They got up and walked to the house.

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