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Anna Karenina

five days, he had promised to be back on Friday. Today
was Saturday, and he knew that the letter contained
reproaches for not being back at the time fixed. The letter
he had sent the previous evening had probably not

reached her yet.
The letter was what he had expected, but the form of it
was unexpected, and particularly disagreeable to him.
‘Annie is very ill, the doctor says it may be inflammation. I
am losing my head all alone. Princess Varvara is no help,
but a hindrance. I expected you the day before yesterday,
and yesterday, and now I am sending to find out where
you are and what you are doing. I wanted to come myself,
but thought better of it, knowing you would dislike it.
Send some answer, that I may know what to do.’
The child ill, yet she had thought of coming herself.
Their daughter ill, and this hostile tone.
The innocent festivities over the election, and this
gloomy, burdensome love to which he had to return
struck Vronsky by their contrast. But he had to go, and by
the first train that night he set off home.

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