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Anna Karenina

Voytov, who was buying the horse, came in. Anna got
up and went out of the room.
Before leaving the house, Vronsky went into her room.
She would have pretended to be looking for something on

the table, but ashamed of making a pretense, she looked
straight in his face with cold eyes.
‘What do you want?’ she asked in French.
‘To get the guarantee for Gambetta, I’ve sold him,’ he
said, in a tone which said more clearly than words, ‘I’ve
no time for discussing things, and it would lead to
nothing.’
‘I’m not to blame in any way,’ he thought. ‘If she will
punish herself, tant pis pour elle.’ But as he was going he
fancied that she said something, and his heart suddenly
ached with pity for her.
‘Eh, Anna?’ he queried.
‘I said nothing,’ she answered just as coldly and calmly.
‘Oh, nothing, tant pis then,’ he thought, feeling cold
again, and he turned and went out. As he was going out
he caught a glimpse in the looking glass of her face, white,
with quivering lips. He even wanted to stop and to say
some comforting word to her, but his legs carried him out
of the room before he could think what to say. The whole
of that day he spent away from home, and when he came

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