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Anna Karenina

her head with her hand. ‘Yes, my hair has been done, but
when I did it I can’t in the least remember.’ She could not
believe the evidence of her hand, and went up to the pier
glass to see whether she really had done her hair. She

certainly had, but she could not think when she had done
it. ‘Who’s that?’ she thought, looking in the looking glass
at the swollen face with strangely glittering eyes, that
looked in a scared way at her. ‘Why, it’s I!’ she suddenly
understood, and looking round, she seemed all at once to
feel his kisses on her, and twitched her shoulders,
shuddering. Then she lifted her hand to her lips and kissed
it.
‘What is it? Why, I’m going out of my mind!’ and she
went into her bedroom, where Annushka was tidying the
room.
‘Annushka,’ she said, coming to a standstill before her,
and she stared at the maid, not knowing what to say to
her.
‘You meant to go and see Darya Alexandrovna,’ said
the girl, as though she understood.
‘Darya Alexandrovna? Yes, I’ll go.’
‘Fifteen minutes there, fifteen minutes back. He’s
coming, he’ll be here soon.’ She took out her watch and
looked at it. ‘But how could he go away, leaving me in

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