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“
Anna
,
for
God
’
s
sake
!
what
is
the
matter
with
you
?
”
he
said
,
appealing
to
her
exactly
as
once
her
husband
had
done
.
“
I
don
’
t
understand
what
you
are
asking
.
”
“
You
know
that
it
’
s
out
of
the
question
to
go
.
”
“
Why
so
?
I
’
m
not
going
alone
.
Princess
Varvara
has
gone
to
dress
,
she
is
going
with
me
.
”
He
shrugged
his
shoulders
with
an
air
of
perplexity
and
despair
.
“
But
do
you
mean
to
say
you
don
’
t
know
?
.
.
.
”
he
began
.
“
But
I
don
’
t
care
to
know
!
”
she
almost
shrieked
.
“
I
don
’
t
care
to
.
Do
I
regret
what
I
have
done
?
No
,
no
,
no
!
If
it
were
all
to
do
again
from
the
beginning
,
it
would
be
the
same
.
For
us
,
for
you
and
for
me
,
there
is
only
one
thing
that
matters
,
whether
we
love
each
other
.
Other
people
we
need
not
consider
Why
are
we
living
here
apart
and
not
seeing
each
other
?
Why
can
’
t
I
go
?
I
love
you
,
and
I
don
’
t
care
for
anything
,
”
she
said
in
Russian
,
glancing
at
him
with
a
peculiar
gleam
in
her
eyes
that
he
could
not
understand
.
“
If
you
have
not
changed
to
me
,
why
don
’
t
you
look
at
me
?
”
He
looked
at
her
.
He
saw
all
the
beauty
of
her
face
and
full
dress
,
always
so
becoming
to
her
.
But
now
her
beauty
and
elegance
were
just
what
irritated
him
.
“
My
feeling
cannot
change
,
you
know
,
but
I
beg
you
,
I
entreat
you
,
”
he
said
again
in
French
,
with
a
note
of
tender
supplication
in
his
voice
,
but
with
coldness
in
his
eyes
.
