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“
I
’
m
only
saying
what
everyone
’
s
saying
.
”
Vronsky
made
no
reply
,
and
saying
a
few
words
to
Princess
Sorokina
,
he
went
away
.
At
the
door
he
met
his
brother
.
“
Ah
,
Alexey
!
”
said
his
brother
.
“
How
disgusting
!
Idiot
of
a
woman
,
nothing
else
.
.
.
.
I
wanted
to
go
straight
to
her
.
Let
’
s
go
together
.
”
Vronsky
did
not
hear
him
.
With
rapid
steps
he
went
downstairs
;
he
felt
that
he
must
do
something
,
but
he
did
not
know
what
.
Anger
with
her
for
having
put
herself
and
him
in
such
a
false
position
,
together
with
pity
for
her
suffering
,
filled
his
heart
.
He
went
down
,
and
made
straight
for
Anna
’
s
box
.
At
her
box
stood
Stremov
,
talking
to
her
.
“
There
are
no
more
tenors
.
Le
moule
en
est
brisé
!
”
Vronsky
bowed
to
her
and
stopped
to
greet
Stremov
.
“
You
came
in
late
,
I
think
,
and
have
missed
the
best
song
,
”
Anna
said
to
Vronsky
,
glancing
ironically
,
he
thought
,
at
him
.
“
I
am
a
poor
judge
of
music
,
”
he
said
,
looking
sternly
at
her
.
“
Like
Prince
Yashvin
,
”
she
said
smiling
,
“
who
considers
that
Patti
sings
too
loud
.
”
