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Anna Karenina


                                  Alexandrovitch, freshly washed and combed, with a book
                                  under his arm, came in to her.
                                     ‘It’s time, it’s time,’ said he, with a meaning smile, And
                                  he went into their bedroom.

                                     ‘And what right had he to look at him like that?’
                                  thought Anna, recalling Vronsky’s glance at Alexey
                                  Alexandrovitch.
                                     Undressing, she went into the bedroom; but her face
                                  had none of the eagerness which, during her stay in
                                  Moscow, had fairly flashed from her eyes and her smile;
                                  on the contrary, now the fire  seemed quenched in her,
                                  hidden somewhere far away.



























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