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He
glanced
at
the
sky
,
expecting
to
find
there
the
cloud
shell
he
had
been
admiring
and
taking
as
the
symbol
of
the
ideas
and
feelings
of
that
night
.
There
was
nothing
in
the
sky
in
the
least
like
a
shell
There
,
in
the
remote
heights
above
,
a
mysterious
change
had
been
accomplished
.
There
was
no
trace
of
shell
,
and
there
was
stretched
over
fully
half
the
sky
an
even
cover
of
tiny
and
ever
tinier
cloudlets
.
The
sky
had
grown
blue
and
bright
;
and
with
the
same
softness
,
but
with
the
same
remoteness
,
it
met
his
questioning
gaze
.
“
No
,
”
he
said
to
himself
,
“
however
good
that
life
of
simplicity
and
toil
may
be
,
I
cannot
go
back
to
it
.
I
love
her
.
”
None
but
those
who
were
most
intimate
with
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
knew
that
,
while
on
the
surface
the
coldest
and
most
reasonable
of
men
,
he
had
one
weakness
quite
opposed
to
the
general
trend
of
his
character
.
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
could
not
hear
or
see
a
child
or
woman
crying
without
being
moved
.
The
sight
of
tears
threw
him
into
a
state
of
nervous
agitation
,
and
he
utterly
lost
all
power
of
reflection
.
The
chief
secretary
of
his
department
and
his
private
secretary
were
aware
of
this
,
and
used
to
warn
women
who
came
with
petitions
on
no
account
to
give
way
to
tears
,
if
they
did
not
want
to
ruin
their
chances
.
“
He
will
get
angry
,
and
will
not
listen
to
you
,
”
they
used
to
say
.
And
as
a
fact
,
in
such
cases
the
emotional
disturbance
set
up
in
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
by
the
sight
of
tears
found
expression
in
hasty
anger
.
“
I
can
do
nothing
.
Kindly
leave
the
room
!
”
he
would
commonly
cry
in
such
cases
.
When
returning
from
the
races
Anna
had
informed
him
of
her
relations
with
Vronsky
,
and
immediately
afterwards
had
burst
into
tears
,
hiding
her
face
in
her
hands
,
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
,
for
all
the
fury
aroused
in
him
against
her
,
was
aware
at
the
same
time
of
a
rush
of
that
emotional
disturbance
always
produced
in
him
by
tears
.
Conscious
of
it
,
and
conscious
that
any
expression
of
his
feelings
at
that
minute
would
be
out
of
keeping
with
the
position
,
he
tried
to
suppress
every
manifestation
of
life
in
himself
,
and
so
neither
stirred
nor
looked
at
her
.
This
was
what
had
caused
that
strange
expression
of
deathlike
rigidity
in
his
face
which
had
so
impressed
Anna
.
When
they
reached
the
house
he
helped
her
to
get
out
of
the
carriage
,
and
making
an
effort
to
master
himself
,
took
leave
of
her
with
his
usual
urbanity
,
and
uttered
that
phrase
that
bound
him
to
nothing
;
he
said
that
tomorrow
he
would
let
her
know
his
decision
.
His
wife
’
s
words
,
confirming
his
worst
suspicions
,
had
sent
a
cruel
pang
to
the
heart
of
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
.
That
pang
was
intensified
by
the
strange
feeling
of
physical
pity
for
her
set
up
by
her
tears
.
But
when
he
was
all
alone
in
the
carriage
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
,
to
his
surprise
and
delight
,
felt
complete
relief
both
from
this
pity
and
from
the
doubts
and
agonies
of
jealousy
.
He
experienced
the
sensations
of
a
man
who
has
had
a
tooth
out
after
suffering
long
from
toothache
.
After
a
fearful
agony
and
a
sense
of
something
huge
,
bigger
than
the
head
itself
,
being
torn
out
of
his
jaw
,
the
sufferer
,
hardly
able
to
believe
in
his
own
good
luck
,
feels
all
at
once
that
what
has
so
long
poisoned
his
existence
and
enchained
his
attention
,
exists
no
longer
,
and
that
he
can
live
and
think
again
,
and
take
interest
in
other
things
besides
his
tooth
.
This
feeling
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
was
experiencing
.
The
agony
had
been
strange
and
terrible
,
but
now
it
was
over
;
he
felt
that
he
could
live
again
and
think
of
something
other
than
his
wife
.
“
No
honor
,
no
heart
,
no
religion
;
a
corrupt
woman
.
I
always
knew
it
and
always
saw
it
,
though
I
tried
to
deceive
myself
to
spare
her
,
”
he
said
to
himself
.
And
it
actually
seemed
to
him
that
he
always
had
seen
it
:
he
recalled
incidents
of
their
past
life
,
in
which
he
had
never
seen
anything
wrong
before
—
now
these
incidents
proved
clearly
that
she
had
always
been
a
corrupt
woman
.
“
I
made
a
mistake
in
linking
my
life
to
hers
;
but
there
was
nothing
wrong
in
my
mistake
,
and
so
I
cannot
be
unhappy
.
It
’
s
not
I
that
am
to
blame
,
”
he
told
himself
,
“
but
she
.
But
I
have
nothing
to
do
with
her
.
She
does
not
exist
for
me
.
.
.
.
”
