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“
Then
why
did
you
marry
?
You
could
have
been
free
.
Why
did
you
,
if
you
regret
it
?
”
she
said
,
getting
up
and
running
away
into
the
drawing
-
room
.
When
he
went
to
her
,
she
was
sobbing
.
He
began
to
speak
,
trying
to
find
words
not
to
dissuade
but
simply
to
soothe
her
.
But
she
did
not
heed
him
,
and
would
not
agree
to
anything
.
He
bent
down
to
her
and
took
her
hand
,
which
resisted
him
.
He
kissed
her
hand
,
kissed
her
hair
,
kissed
her
hand
again
—
still
she
was
silent
.
But
when
he
took
her
face
in
both
his
hands
and
said
“
Kitty
!
”
she
suddenly
recovered
herself
,
and
began
to
cry
,
and
they
were
reconciled
.
It
was
decided
that
they
should
go
together
the
next
day
.
Levin
told
his
wife
that
he
believed
she
wanted
to
go
simply
in
order
to
be
of
use
,
agreed
that
Marya
Nikolaevna
’
s
being
with
his
brother
did
not
make
her
going
improper
,
but
he
set
off
at
the
bottom
of
his
heart
dissatisfied
both
with
her
and
with
himself
He
was
dissatisfied
with
her
for
being
unable
to
make
up
her
mind
to
let
him
go
when
it
was
necessary
(
and
how
strange
it
was
for
him
to
think
that
he
,
so
lately
hardly
daring
to
believe
in
such
happiness
as
that
she
could
love
him
—
now
was
unhappy
because
she
loved
him
too
much
!
)
,
and
he
was
dissatisfied
with
himself
for
not
showing
more
strength
of
will
.
Even
greater
was
the
feeling
of
disagreement
at
the
bottom
of
his
heart
as
to
her
not
needing
to
consider
the
woman
who
was
with
his
brother
,
and
he
thought
with
horror
of
all
the
contingencies
they
might
meet
with
.
The
mere
idea
of
his
wife
,
his
Kitty
,
being
in
the
same
room
with
a
common
wench
,
set
him
shuddering
with
horror
and
loathing
.
The
hotel
of
the
provincial
town
where
Nikolay
Levin
was
lying
ill
was
one
of
those
provincial
hotels
which
are
constructed
on
the
newest
model
of
modern
improvements
,
with
the
best
intentions
of
cleanliness
,
comfort
,
and
even
elegance
,
but
owing
to
the
public
that
patronizes
them
,
are
with
astounding
rapidity
transformed
into
filthy
taverns
with
a
pretension
of
modern
improvement
that
only
makes
them
worse
than
the
old
-
fashioned
,
honestly
filthy
hotels
.
This
hotel
had
already
reached
that
stage
,
and
the
soldier
in
a
filthy
uniform
smoking
in
the
entry
,
supposed
to
stand
for
a
hall
-
porter
,
and
the
cast
-
iron
,
slippery
,
dark
,
and
disagreeable
staircase
,
and
the
free
and
easy
waiter
in
a
filthy
frock
coat
,
and
the
common
dining
-
room
with
a
dusty
bouquet
of
wax
flowers
adorning
the
table
,
and
filth
,
dust
,
and
disorder
everywhere
,
and
at
the
same
time
the
sort
of
modern
up
-
to
-
date
self
-
complacent
railway
uneasiness
of
this
hotel
,
aroused
a
most
painful
feeling
in
Levin
after
their
fresh
young
life
,
especially
because
the
impression
of
falsity
made
by
the
hotel
was
so
out
of
keeping
with
what
awaited
them
.
As
is
invariably
the
case
,
after
they
had
been
asked
at
what
price
they
wanted
rooms
,
it
appeared
that
there
was
not
one
decent
room
for
them
;
one
decent
room
had
been
taken
by
the
inspector
of
railroads
,
another
by
a
lawyer
from
Moscow
,
a
third
by
Princess
Astafieva
from
the
country
.
There
remained
only
one
filthy
room
,
next
to
which
they
promised
that
another
should
be
empty
by
the
evening
.
Feeling
angry
with
his
wife
because
what
he
had
expected
had
come
to
pass
,
which
was
that
at
the
moment
of
arrival
,
when
his
heart
throbbed
with
emotion
and
anxiety
to
know
how
his
brother
was
getting
on
,
he
should
have
to
be
seeing
after
her
,
instead
of
rushing
straight
to
his
brother
,
Levin
conducted
her
to
the
room
assigned
them
.
“
Go
,
do
go
!
”
she
said
,
looking
at
him
with
timid
and
guilty
eyes
.
He
went
out
of
the
door
without
a
word
,
and
at
once
stumbled
over
Marya
Nikolaevna
,
who
had
heard
of
his
arrival
and
had
not
dared
to
go
in
to
see
him
.
She
was
just
the
same
as
when
he
saw
her
in
Moscow
;
the
same
woolen
gown
,
and
bare
arms
and
neck
,
and
the
same
good
-
naturedly
stupid
,
pockmarked
face
,
only
a
little
plumper
.
