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Anna Karenina

Chapter 23

Dolly was wanting to go to bed when Anna came in to
see her, attired for the night. In the course of the day
Anna had several times begun to speak of matters near her
heart, and every time after a few words she had stopped:
‘Afterwards, by ourselves, we’ll talk about everything. I’ve
got so much I want to tell you,’ she said.
Now they were by themselves, and Anna did not know
what to talk about. She sat in the window looking at
Dolly, and going over in her own mind all the stores of
intimate talk which had seemed so inexhaustible
beforehand, and she found nothing. At that moment it
seemed to her that everything had been said already.
‘Well, what of Kitty?’ she said with a heavy sigh,
looking penitently at Dolly. ‘Tell me the truth, Dolly: isn’t
she angry with me?’
‘Angry? Oh, no!’ said Darya Alexandrovna, smiling.
‘But she hates me, despises me?’
‘Oh, no! But you know that sort of thing isn’t
forgiven.’
‘Yes, yes,’ said Anna, turning away and looking out of
the open window. ‘But I was not to blame. And who is to

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