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“
Bravo
,
Vronsky
!
”
he
heard
shouts
from
a
knot
of
men
—
he
knew
they
were
his
friends
in
the
regiment
—
who
were
standing
at
the
obstacle
.
He
could
not
fail
to
recognize
Yashvin
’
s
voice
though
he
did
not
see
him
.
“
O
my
sweet
!
”
he
said
inwardly
to
Frou
-
Frou
,
as
he
listened
for
what
was
happening
behind
.
“
He
’
s
cleared
it
!
”
he
thought
,
catching
the
thud
of
Gladiator
’
s
hoofs
behind
him
.
There
remained
only
the
last
ditch
,
filled
with
water
and
five
feet
wide
.
Vronsky
did
not
even
look
at
it
,
but
anxious
to
get
in
a
long
way
first
began
sawing
away
at
the
reins
,
lifting
the
mare
’
s
head
and
letting
it
go
in
time
with
her
paces
.
He
felt
that
the
mare
was
at
her
very
last
reserve
of
strength
;
not
her
neck
and
shoulders
merely
were
wet
,
but
the
sweat
was
standing
in
drops
on
her
mane
,
her
head
,
her
sharp
ears
,
and
her
breath
came
in
short
,
sharp
gasps
.
But
he
knew
that
she
had
strength
left
more
than
enough
for
the
remaining
five
hundred
yards
.
It
was
only
from
feeling
himself
nearer
the
ground
and
from
the
peculiar
smoothness
of
his
motion
that
Vronsky
knew
how
greatly
the
mare
had
quickened
her
pace
.
She
flew
over
the
ditch
as
though
not
noticing
it
.
She
flew
over
it
like
a
bird
;
but
at
the
same
instant
Vronsky
,
to
his
horror
,
felt
that
he
had
failed
to
keep
up
with
the
mare
’
s
pace
,
that
he
had
,
he
did
not
know
how
,
made
a
fearful
,
unpardonable
mistake
,
in
recovering
his
seat
in
the
saddle
.
All
at
once
his
position
had
shifted
and
he
knew
that
something
awful
had
happened
.
He
could
not
yet
make
out
what
had
happened
,
when
the
white
legs
of
a
chestnut
horse
flashed
by
close
to
him
,
and
Mahotin
passed
at
a
swift
gallop
.
Vronsky
was
touching
the
ground
with
one
foot
,
and
his
mare
was
sinking
on
that
foot
.
He
just
had
time
to
free
his
leg
when
she
fell
on
one
side
,
gasping
painfully
,
and
,
making
vain
efforts
to
rise
with
her
delicate
,
soaking
neck
,
she
fluttered
on
the
ground
at
his
feet
like
a
shot
bird
.
The
clumsy
movement
made
by
Vronsky
had
broken
her
back
.
But
that
he
only
knew
much
later
.
At
that
moment
he
knew
only
that
Mahotin
had
flown
swiftly
by
,
while
he
stood
staggering
alone
on
the
muddy
,
motionless
ground
,
and
Frou
-
Frou
lay
gasping
before
him
,
bending
her
head
back
and
gazing
at
him
with
her
exquisite
eyes
.
Still
unable
to
realize
what
had
happened
,
Vronsky
tugged
at
his
mare
’
s
reins
.
Again
she
struggled
all
over
like
a
fish
,
and
her
shoulders
setting
the
saddle
heaving
,
she
rose
on
her
front
legs
but
unable
to
lift
her
back
,
she
quivered
all
over
and
again
fell
on
her
side
.
With
a
face
hideous
with
passion
,
his
lower
jaw
trembling
,
and
his
cheeks
white
,
Vronsky
kicked
her
with
his
heel
in
the
stomach
and
again
fell
to
tugging
at
the
rein
.
She
did
not
stir
,
but
thrusting
her
nose
into
the
ground
,
she
simply
gazed
at
her
master
with
her
speaking
eyes
.
“
A
—
a
—
a
!
”
groaned
Vronsky
,
clutching
at
his
head
.
“
Ah
!
what
have
I
done
!
”
he
cried
.
“
The
race
lost
!
And
my
fault
!
shameful
,
unpardonable
!
And
the
poor
darling
,
ruined
mare
!
Ah
!
what
have
I
done
!
”
A
crowd
of
men
,
a
doctor
and
his
assistant
,
the
officers
of
his
regiment
,
ran
up
to
him
.
To
his
misery
he
felt
that
he
was
whole
and
unhurt
.
The
mare
had
broken
her
back
,
and
it
was
decided
to
shoot
her
.
Vronsky
could
not
answer
questions
,
could
not
speak
to
anyone
.
He
turned
,
and
without
picking
up
his
cap
that
had
fallen
off
,
walked
away
from
the
race
course
,
not
knowing
where
he
was
going
.
He
felt
utterly
wretched
.
For
the
first
time
in
his
life
he
knew
the
bitterest
sort
of
misfortune
,
misfortune
beyond
remedy
,
and
caused
by
his
own
fault
Yashvin
overtook
him
with
his
cap
,
and
led
him
home
,
and
half
an
hour
later
Vronsky
had
regained
his
self
-
possession
.
But
the
memory
of
that
race
remained
for
long
in
his
heart
,
the
cruelest
and
bitterest
memory
of
his
life
.
The
external
relations
of
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
and
his
wife
had
remained
unchanged
.
The
sole
difference
lay
in
the
fact
that
he
was
more
busily
occupied
than
ever
.
As
in
former
years
,
at
the
beginning
of
the
spring
he
had
gone
to
a
foreign
watering
-
place
for
the
sake
of
his
health
,
deranged
by
the
winter
’
s
work
that
every
year
grew
heavier
.
And
just
as
always
he
returned
in
July
and
at
once
fell
to
work
as
usual
with
increased
energy
.
As
usual
,
too
,
his
wife
had
moved
for
the
summer
to
a
villa
out
of
town
,
while
he
remained
in
Petersburg
.
From
the
date
of
their
conversation
after
the
party
at
Princess
Tverskaya
’
s
he
had
never
spoken
again
to
Anna
of
his
suspicions
and
his
jealousies
,
and
that
habitual
tone
of
his
bantering
mimicry
was
the
most
convenient
tone
possible
for
his
present
attitude
to
his
wife
.
He
was
a
little
colder
to
his
wife
.
He
simply
seemed
to
be
slightly
displeased
with
her
for
that
first
midnight
conversation
,
which
she
had
repelled
.
In
his
attitude
to
her
there
was
a
shade
of
vexation
,
but
nothing
more
.
“
You
would
not
be
open
with
me
,
”
he
seemed
to
say
,
mentally
addressing
her
;
“
so
much
the
worse
for
you
.
Now
you
may
beg
as
you
please
,
but
I
won
’
t
be
open
with
you
.
So
much
the
worse
for
you
!
”
he
said
mentally
,
like
a
man
who
,
after
vainly
attempting
to
extinguish
a
fire
,
should
fly
in
a
rage
with
his
vain
efforts
and
say
,
“
Oh
,
very
well
then
!
you
shall
burn
for
this
!
”
This
man
,
so
subtle
and
astute
in
official
life
,
did
not
realize
all
the
senselessness
of
such
an
attitude
to
his
wife
.
He
did
not
realize
it
,
because
it
was
too
terrible
to
him
to
realize
his
actual
position
,
and
he
shut
down
and
locked
and
sealed
up
in
his
heart
that
secret
place
where
lay
hid
his
feelings
towards
his
family
,
that
is
,
his
wife
and
son
.
He
who
had
been
such
a
careful
father
,
had
from
the
end
of
that
winter
become
peculiarly
frigid
to
his
son
,
and
adopted
to
him
just
the
same
bantering
tone
he
used
with
his
wife
.
“
Aha
,
young
man
!
”
was
the
greeting
with
which
he
met
him
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
asserted
and
believed
that
he
had
never
in
any
previous
year
had
so
much
official
business
as
that
year
.
But
he
was
not
aware
that
he
sought
work
for
himself
that
year
,
that
this
was
one
of
the
means
for
keeping
shut
that
secret
place
where
lay
hid
his
feelings
towards
his
wife
and
son
and
his
thoughts
about
them
,
which
became
more
terrible
the
longer
they
lay
there
.
If
anyone
had
had
the
right
to
ask
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
what
he
thought
of
his
wife
’
s
behavior
,
the
mild
and
peaceable
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
would
have
made
no
answer
,
but
he
would
have
been
greatly
angered
with
any
man
who
should
question
him
on
that
subject
.
For
this
reason
there
positively
came
into
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
’
s
face
a
look
of
haughtiness
and
severity
whenever
anyone
inquired
after
his
wife
’
s
health
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
did
not
want
to
think
at
all
about
his
wife
’
s
behavior
,
and
he
actually
succeeded
in
not
thinking
about
it
at
all
.
