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“
I
hope
you
will
be
there
?
”
he
said
to
Kitty
.
As
soon
as
the
old
prince
turned
away
from
him
,
Levin
went
out
unnoticed
,
and
the
last
impression
he
carried
away
with
him
of
that
evening
was
the
smiling
,
happy
face
of
Kitty
answering
Vronsky
’
s
inquiry
about
the
ball
.
At
the
end
of
the
evening
Kitty
told
her
mother
of
her
conversation
with
Levin
,
and
in
spite
of
all
the
pity
she
felt
for
Levin
,
she
was
glad
at
the
thought
that
she
had
received
an
offer
.
She
had
no
doubt
that
she
had
acted
rightly
.
But
after
she
had
gone
to
bed
,
for
a
long
while
she
could
not
sleep
.
One
impression
pursued
her
relentlessly
.
It
was
Levin
’
s
face
,
with
his
scowling
brows
,
and
his
kind
eyes
looking
out
in
dark
dejection
below
them
,
as
he
stood
listening
to
her
father
,
and
glancing
at
her
and
at
Vronsky
.
And
she
felt
so
sorry
for
him
that
tears
came
into
her
eyes
.
But
immediately
she
thought
of
the
man
for
whom
she
had
given
him
up
.
She
vividly
recalled
his
manly
,
resolute
face
,
his
noble
self
-
possession
,
and
the
good
nature
conspicuous
in
everything
towards
everyone
.
She
remembered
the
love
for
her
of
the
man
she
loved
,
and
once
more
all
was
gladness
in
her
soul
,
and
she
lay
on
the
pillow
,
smiling
with
happiness
.
“
I
’
m
sorry
,
I
’
m
sorry
;
but
what
could
I
do
?
It
’
s
not
my
fault
,
”
she
said
to
herself
;
but
an
inner
voice
told
her
something
else
.
Whether
she
felt
remorse
at
having
won
Levin
’
s
love
,
or
at
having
refused
him
,
she
did
not
know
.
But
her
happiness
was
poisoned
by
doubts
.
“
Lord
,
have
pity
on
us
;
Lord
,
have
pity
on
us
;
Lord
,
have
pity
on
us
!
”
she
repeated
to
herself
,
till
she
fell
asleep
.
Meanwhile
there
took
place
below
,
in
the
prince
’
s
little
library
,
one
of
the
scenes
so
often
repeated
between
the
parents
on
account
of
their
favorite
daughter
.
“
What
?
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
!
”
shouted
the
prince
,
waving
his
arms
,
and
at
once
wrapping
his
squirrel
-
lined
dressing
-
gown
round
him
again
.
“
That
you
’
ve
no
pride
,
no
dignity
;
that
you
’
re
disgracing
,
ruining
your
daughter
by
this
vulgar
,
stupid
matchmaking
!
”
“
But
,
really
,
for
mercy
’
s
sake
,
prince
,
what
have
I
done
?
”
said
the
princess
,
almost
crying
.
She
,
pleased
and
happy
after
her
conversation
with
her
daughter
,
had
gone
to
the
prince
to
say
good
-
night
as
usual
,
and
though
she
had
no
intention
of
telling
him
of
Levin
’
s
offer
and
Kitty
’
s
refusal
,
still
she
hinted
to
her
husband
that
she
fancied
things
were
practically
settled
with
Vronsky
,
and
that
he
would
declare
himself
so
soon
as
his
mother
arrived
.
And
thereupon
,
at
those
words
,
the
prince
had
all
at
once
flown
into
a
passion
,
and
began
to
use
unseemly
language
.
“
What
have
you
done
?
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
.
First
of
all
,
you
’
re
trying
to
catch
an
eligible
gentleman
,
and
all
Moscow
will
be
talking
of
it
,
and
with
good
reason
.
If
you
have
evening
parties
,
invite
everyone
,
don
’
t
pick
out
the
possible
suitors
.
Invite
all
the
young
bucks
.
Engage
a
piano
player
,
and
let
them
dance
,
and
not
as
you
do
things
nowadays
,
hunting
up
good
matches
.
It
makes
me
sick
,
sick
to
see
it
,
and
you
’
ve
gone
on
till
you
’
ve
turned
the
poor
wench
’
s
head
.
Levin
’
s
a
thousand
times
the
better
man
.
As
for
this
little
Petersburg
swell
,
they
’
re
turned
out
by
machinery
,
all
on
one
pattern
,
and
all
precious
rubbish
.
But
if
he
were
a
prince
of
the
blood
,
my
daughter
need
not
run
after
anyone
.
”
“
But
what
have
I
done
?
”
“
Why
,
you
’
ve
.
.
.
.
”
The
prince
was
crying
wrathfully
.
