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He
may
be
cold
,
and
dressed
in
rags
,
and
ashamed
,
but
he
is
not
unhappy
.
I
unhappy
?
No
,
this
is
my
unhappiness
.
.
.
.
”
She
could
hear
the
sound
of
her
son
’
s
voice
coming
towards
them
,
and
glancing
swiftly
round
the
terrace
,
she
got
up
impulsively
.
Her
eyes
glowed
with
the
fire
he
knew
so
well
;
with
a
rapid
movement
she
raised
her
lovely
hands
,
covered
with
rings
,
took
his
head
,
looked
a
long
look
into
his
face
,
and
,
putting
up
her
face
with
smiling
,
parted
lips
,
swiftly
kissed
his
mouth
and
both
eyes
,
and
pushed
him
away
.
She
would
have
gone
,
but
he
held
her
back
.
“
When
?
”
he
murmured
in
a
whisper
,
gazing
in
ecstasy
at
her
.
“
Tonight
,
at
one
o
’
clock
,
”
she
whispered
,
and
,
with
a
heavy
sigh
,
she
walked
with
her
light
,
swift
step
to
meet
her
son
.
Seryozha
had
been
caught
by
the
rain
in
the
big
garden
,
and
he
and
his
nurse
had
taken
shelter
in
an
arbor
.
“
Well
,
au
revoir
,
”
she
said
to
Vronsky
.
“
I
must
soon
be
getting
ready
for
the
races
.
Betsy
promised
to
fetch
me
.
”
Vronsky
,
looking
at
his
watch
,
went
away
hurriedly
.
When
Vronsky
looked
at
his
watch
on
the
Karenins
’
balcony
,
he
was
so
greatly
agitated
and
lost
in
his
thoughts
that
he
saw
the
figures
on
the
watch
’
s
face
,
but
could
not
take
in
what
time
it
was
.
He
came
out
on
to
the
highroad
and
walked
,
picking
his
way
carefully
through
the
mud
,
to
his
carriage
.
He
was
so
completely
absorbed
in
his
feeling
for
Anna
,
that
he
did
not
even
think
what
o
’
clock
it
was
,
and
whether
he
had
time
to
go
to
Bryansky
’
s
.
He
had
left
him
,
as
often
happens
,
only
the
external
faculty
of
memory
,
that
points
out
each
step
one
has
to
take
,
one
after
the
other
.
He
went
up
to
his
coachman
,
who
was
dozing
on
the
box
in
the
shadow
,
already
lengthening
,
of
a
thick
limetree
;
he
admired
the
shifting
clouds
of
midges
circling
over
the
hot
horses
,
and
,
waking
the
coachman
,
he
jumped
into
the
carriage
,
and
told
him
to
drive
to
Bryansky
’
s
.
It
was
only
after
driving
nearly
five
miles
that
he
had
sufficiently
recovered
himself
to
look
at
his
watch
,
and
realize
that
it
was
half
-
past
five
,
and
he
was
late
.
There
were
several
races
fixed
for
that
day
:
the
Mounted
Guards
’
race
,
then
the
officers
’
mile
-
and
-
a
-
half
race
,
then
the
three
-
mile
race
,
and
then
the
race
for
which
he
was
entered
.
He
could
still
be
in
time
for
his
race
,
but
if
he
went
to
Bryansky
’
s
he
could
only
just
be
in
time
,
and
he
would
arrive
when
the
whole
of
the
court
would
be
in
their
places
.
That
would
be
a
pity
.
But
he
had
promised
Bryansky
to
come
,
and
so
he
decided
to
drive
on
,
telling
the
coachman
not
to
spare
the
horses
.
He
reached
Bryansky
’
s
,
spent
five
minutes
there
,
and
galloped
back
.
This
rapid
drive
calmed
him
.
