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Anna Karenina

she said angrily the day before yesterday: ‘There, he will
keep waiting for you; he wouldn’t drink his coffee
without you, though he’s grown so dreadfully weak.’ ‘
‘Yes, perhaps, too, she didn’t like it when I gave him

the rug. It was all so simple, but he took it so awkwardly,
and was so long thanking me, that I felt awkward too.
And then that portrait of me he did so well. And most of
all that look of confusion and tenderness! Yes, yes, that’s
it!’ Kitty repeated to herself with horror. ‘No, it can’t be,
it oughtn’t to be! He’s so much to be pitied!’ she said to
herself directly after.
This doubt poisoned the charm of her new life.

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