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Anna Karenina

‘Why so? I don’t see that. Allow me to believe that
apart from our connection you have for me, at least in
part, the same friendly feeling I have always had for
you...and sincere esteem,’ said Stepan Arkadyevitch,

pressing his hand. ‘Even if your worst suppositions were
correct, I don’t—and never would—take on myself to
judge either side, and I see no reason why our relations
should be affected. But now, do this, come and see my
wife.’
‘Well, we look at the matter differently,’ said Alexey
Alexandrovitch coldly. ‘However, we won’t discuss it.’
‘No; why shouldn’t you come today to dine, anyway?
My wife’s expecting you. Please, do come. And, above all,
talk it over with her. She’s a wonderful woman. For God’s
sake, on my knees, I implore you!’
‘If you so much wish it, I will come,’ said Alexey
Alexandrovitch, sighing.
And, anxious to change the conversation, he inquired
about what interested them both—the new head of Stepan
Arkadyevitch’s department, a man not yet old, who had
suddenly been promoted to so high a position.
Alexey Alexandrovitch had previously felt no liking for
Count Anitchkin, and had always differed from him in his
opinions. But now, from a feeling readily comprehensible

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