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Anna Karenina


                                     ‘Allow me to disbelieve that,’ Stepan Arkadyevitch
                                  replied gently. ‘Her position is intolerable for her, and of
                                  no benefit to anyone whatever. She has deserved it, you
                                  will say. She knows that and asks you for nothing; she says

                                  plainly that she dare not ask you. But I, all of us, her
                                  relatives, all who love her, beg you, entreat you. Why
                                  should she suffer? Who is any the better for it?’
                                     ‘Excuse me, you seem to put me in the position of the
                                  guilty party,’ observed Alexey Alexandrovitch.
                                     ‘Oh, no, oh, no, not at all! please understand me,’ said
                                  Stepan Arkadyevitch, touching his hand again, as though
                                  feeling sure this physical contact would soften his brother-
                                  in-law. ‘All I say is this: her position is intolerable, and it
                                  might be alleviated by you, and you will lose nothing by
                                  it. I will arrange it all for you, so that you’ll not notice it.
                                  You did promise it, you know.’
                                     ‘The promise was given before. And I had supposed
                                  that the question of my son had settled the matter. Besides,
                                  I had hoped that Anna Arkadyevna had enough
                                  generosity...’ Alexey Alexandrovitch articulated with
                                  difficulty, his lips twitching and his face white.
                                     ‘She leaves it all to your generosity. She begs, she
                                  implores one thing of you—to extricate her from the
                                  impossible position in which she is placed. She does not



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