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When
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
reached
the
race
-
course
,
Anna
was
already
sitting
in
the
pavilion
beside
Betsy
,
in
that
pavilion
where
all
the
highest
society
had
gathered
.
She
caught
sight
of
her
husband
in
the
distance
.
Two
men
,
her
husband
and
her
lover
,
were
the
two
centers
of
her
existence
,
and
unaided
by
her
external
senses
she
was
aware
of
their
nearness
.
She
was
aware
of
her
husband
approaching
a
long
way
off
,
and
she
could
not
help
following
him
in
the
surging
crowd
in
the
midst
of
which
he
was
moving
.
She
watched
his
progress
towards
the
pavilion
,
saw
him
now
responding
condescendingly
to
an
ingratiating
bow
,
now
exchanging
friendly
,
nonchalant
greetings
with
his
equals
,
now
assiduously
trying
to
catch
the
eye
of
some
great
one
of
this
world
,
and
taking
off
his
big
round
hat
that
squeezed
the
tips
of
his
ears
.
All
these
ways
of
his
she
knew
,
and
all
were
hateful
to
her
.
“
Nothing
but
ambition
,
nothing
but
the
desire
to
get
on
,
that
’
s
all
there
is
in
his
soul
,
”
she
thought
;
“
as
for
these
lofty
ideals
,
love
of
culture
,
religion
,
they
are
only
so
many
tools
for
getting
on
.
”
From
his
glances
towards
the
ladies
’
pavilion
(
he
was
staring
straight
at
her
,
but
did
not
distinguish
his
wife
in
the
sea
of
muslin
,
ribbons
,
feathers
,
parasols
and
flowers
)
she
saw
that
he
was
looking
for
her
,
but
she
purposely
avoided
noticing
him
.
“
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
!
”
Princess
Betsy
called
to
him
;
“
I
’
m
sure
you
don
’
t
see
your
wife
:
here
she
is
.
”
He
smiled
his
chilly
smile
.
“
There
’
s
so
much
splendor
here
that
one
’
s
eyes
are
dazzled
,
”
he
said
,
and
he
went
into
the
pavilion
.
He
smiled
to
his
wife
as
a
man
should
smile
on
meeting
his
wife
after
only
just
parting
from
her
,
and
greeted
the
princess
and
other
acquaintances
,
giving
to
each
what
was
due
—
that
is
to
say
,
jesting
with
the
ladies
and
dealing
out
friendly
greetings
among
the
men
.
Below
,
near
the
pavilion
,
was
standing
an
adjutant
-
general
of
whom
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
had
a
high
opinion
,
noted
for
his
intelligence
and
culture
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
entered
into
conversation
with
him
.
There
was
an
interval
between
the
races
,
and
so
nothing
hindered
conversation
.
The
adjutant
-
general
expressed
his
disapproval
of
races
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
replied
defending
them
.
Anna
heard
his
high
,
measured
tones
,
not
losing
one
word
,
and
every
word
struck
her
as
false
,
and
stabbed
her
ears
with
pain
.
When
the
three
-
mile
steeplechase
was
beginning
,
she
bent
forward
and
gazed
with
fixed
eyes
at
Vronsky
as
he
went
up
to
his
horse
and
mounted
,
and
at
the
same
time
she
heard
that
loathsome
,
never
-
ceasing
voice
of
her
husband
.
She
was
in
an
agony
of
terror
for
Vronsky
,
but
a
still
greater
agony
was
the
never
-
ceasing
,
as
it
seemed
to
her
,
stream
of
her
husband
’
s
shrill
voice
with
its
familiar
intonations
.
“
I
’
m
a
wicked
woman
,
a
lost
woman
,
”
she
thought
;
“
but
I
don
’
t
like
lying
,
I
can
’
t
endure
falsehood
,
while
as
for
him
(
her
husband
)
it
’
s
the
breath
of
his
life
—
falsehood
.
He
knows
all
about
it
,
he
sees
it
all
;
what
does
he
care
if
he
can
talk
so
calmly
?
If
he
were
to
kill
me
,
if
he
were
to
kill
Vronsky
,
I
might
respect
him
.
No
,
all
he
wants
is
falsehood
and
propriety
,
”
Anna
said
to
herself
,
not
considering
exactly
what
it
was
she
wanted
of
her
husband
,
and
how
she
would
have
liked
to
see
him
behave
.
She
did
not
understand
either
that
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
’
s
peculiar
loquacity
that
day
,
so
exasperating
to
her
,
was
merely
the
expression
of
his
inward
distress
and
uneasiness
.
As
a
child
that
has
been
hurt
skips
about
,
putting
all
his
muscles
into
movement
to
drown
the
pain
,
in
the
same
way
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
needed
mental
exercise
to
drown
the
thoughts
of
his
wife
that
in
her
presence
and
in
Vronsky
’
s
,
and
with
the
continual
iteration
of
his
name
,
would
force
themselves
on
his
attention
.
And
it
was
as
natural
for
him
to
talk
well
and
cleverly
,
as
it
is
natural
for
a
child
to
skip
about
.
He
was
saying
:
