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Anna Karenina

burning eyes to his hands with their swollen veins. They
were rubbing each other.
‘Let us never speak of it,’ she added more calmly.
‘I have left this question to you to decide, and I am

very glad to see...’ Alexey Alexandrovitch was beginning.
‘That my wish coincides with your own,’ she finished
quickly, exasperated at his talking so slowly while she
knew beforehand all he would say.
‘Yes,’ he assented; ‘and Princess Tverskaya’s
interference in the most difficult private affairs is utterly
uncalled for. She especially..’
‘I don’t believe a word of what’s said about her,’ said
Anna quickly. ‘I know she really cares for me.’
Alexey Alexandrovitch sighed and said nothing. She
played nervously with the tassel of her dressing-gown,
glancing at him with that torturing sensation of physical
repulsion for which she blamed herself, though she could
not control it. Her only desire now was to be rid of his
oppressive presence.
‘I have just sent for the doctor,’ said Alexey
Alexandrovitch.
‘I am very well; what do I want the doctor for?’
‘No, the little one cries, and they say the nurse hasn’t
enough milk.’

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