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Anna Karenina

No doubt they talked of me together, or, worse still, they
were silent. Do you understand?’
Again her eyes glowed with hatred.
‘And after that he will tell me.... What! can I believe

him? Never! No, everything is over, everything that once
made my comfort, the reward of my work, and my
sufferings.... Would you believe it, I was teaching Grisha
just now: once this was a joy to me, now it is a torture.
What have I to strive and toil for? Why are the children
here? What’s so awful is that all at once my heart’s turned,
and instead of love and tenderness, I have nothing but
hatred for him; yes, hatred. I could kill him.’
‘Darling Dolly, I understand, but don’t torture yourself.
You are so distressed, so overwrought, that you look at
many things mistakenly.’
Dolly grew calmer, and for two minutes both were
silent.
‘What’s to be done? Think for me, Anna, help me. I
have thought over everything, and I see nothing.’
Anna could think of nothing, but her heart responded
instantly to each word, to each change of expression of her
sister-in-law.
‘One thing I would say,’ began Anna. ‘I am his sister, I
know his character, that faculty of forgetting everything,

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