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Anna Karenina


                                  ‘Dolly will think I’m leaving my second husband, and so I
                                  certainly must be in the wrong. As if I cared to be right! I
                                  can’t help it!’ she said, and she wanted to cry. But at once
                                  she fell to wondering what  those two girls could be

                                  smiling about. ‘Love, most likely. They don’t know how
                                  dreary it is, how low.... The boulevard and the children.
                                  Three boys running, playing at horses. Seryozha! And I’m
                                  losing everything and not getting him back. Yes, I’m
                                  losing everything, if he doesn’t return. Perhaps he was late
                                  for the train and has come back by now. Longing for
                                  humiliation again!’ she said to  herself. ‘No, I’ll go to
                                  Dolly, and say straight out to her, I’m unhappy, I deserve
                                  this, I’m to blame, but still I’m unhappy, help me. These
                                  horses, this carriage—how loathsome I am to myself in
                                  this carriage—all his; but I won’t see them again.’
                                     Thinking over the words in which she would tell
                                  Dolly, and mentally working her heart up to great
                                  bitterness, Anna went upstairs.
                                     ‘Is there anyone with her?’ she asked in the hall.
                                     ‘Katerina Alexandrovna Levin,’ answered the footman.
                                     ‘Kitty! Kitty, whom Vronsky was in love with!’
                                  thought Anna, ‘the girl he thinks of with love. He’s sorry
                                  he didn’t marry her. But me he thinks of with hatred, and
                                  is sorry he had anything to do with me.’



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