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That
means
was
divorce
and
marriage
.
And
she
began
to
long
for
that
,
and
made
up
her
mind
to
agree
to
it
the
first
time
he
or
Stiva
approached
her
on
the
subject
.
Absorbed
in
such
thoughts
,
she
passed
five
days
without
him
,
the
five
days
that
he
was
to
be
at
the
elections
.
Walks
,
conversation
with
Princess
Varvara
,
visits
to
the
hospital
,
and
,
most
of
all
,
reading
—
reading
of
one
book
after
another
—
filled
up
her
time
.
But
on
the
sixth
day
,
when
the
coachman
came
back
without
him
,
she
felt
that
now
she
was
utterly
incapable
of
stifling
the
thought
of
him
and
of
what
he
was
doing
there
,
just
at
that
time
her
little
girl
was
taken
ill
.
Anna
began
to
look
after
her
,
but
even
that
did
not
distract
her
mind
,
especially
as
the
illness
was
not
serious
.
However
hard
she
tried
,
she
could
not
love
this
little
child
,
and
to
feign
love
was
beyond
her
powers
.
Towards
the
evening
of
that
day
,
still
alone
,
Anna
was
in
such
a
panic
about
him
that
she
decided
to
start
for
the
town
,
but
on
second
thoughts
wrote
him
the
contradictory
letter
that
Vronsky
received
,
and
without
reading
it
through
,
sent
it
off
by
a
special
messenger
.
The
next
morning
she
received
his
letter
and
regretted
her
own
.
She
dreaded
a
repetition
of
the
severe
look
he
had
flung
at
her
at
parting
,
especially
when
he
knew
that
the
baby
was
not
dangerously
ill
.
But
still
she
was
glad
she
had
written
to
him
.
At
this
moment
Anna
was
positively
admitting
to
herself
that
she
was
a
burden
to
him
,
that
he
would
relinquish
his
freedom
regretfully
to
return
to
her
,
and
in
spite
of
that
she
was
glad
he
was
coming
.
Let
him
weary
of
her
,
but
he
would
be
here
with
her
,
so
that
she
would
see
him
,
would
know
of
every
action
he
took
.
She
was
sitting
in
the
drawing
-
room
near
a
lamp
,
with
a
new
volume
of
Taine
,
and
as
she
read
,
listening
to
the
sound
of
the
wind
outside
,
and
every
minute
expecting
the
carriage
to
arrive
.
Several
times
she
had
fancied
she
heard
the
sound
of
wheels
,
but
she
had
been
mistaken
.
At
last
she
heard
not
the
sound
of
wheels
,
but
the
coachman
’
s
shout
and
the
dull
rumble
in
the
covered
entry
.
Even
Princess
Varvara
,
playing
patience
,
confirmed
this
,
and
Anna
,
flushing
hotly
,
got
up
;
but
instead
of
going
down
,
as
she
had
done
twice
before
,
she
stood
still
.
She
suddenly
felt
ashamed
of
her
duplicity
,
but
even
more
she
dreaded
how
he
might
meet
her
.
All
feeling
of
wounded
pride
had
passed
now
;
she
was
only
afraid
of
the
expression
of
his
displeasure
.
She
remembered
that
her
child
had
been
perfectly
well
again
for
the
last
two
days
.
She
felt
positively
vexed
with
her
for
getting
better
from
the
very
moment
her
letter
was
sent
off
.
Then
she
thought
of
him
,
that
he
was
here
,
all
of
him
,
with
his
hands
,
his
eyes
.
She
heard
his
voice
.
And
forgetting
everything
,
she
ran
joyfully
to
meet
him
.
“
Well
,
how
is
Annie
?
”
he
said
timidly
from
below
,
looking
up
to
Anna
as
she
ran
down
to
him
.
He
was
sitting
on
a
chair
,
and
a
footman
was
pulling
off
his
warm
over
-
boot
.
“
Oh
,
she
is
better
.
”
“
And
you
?
”
he
said
,
shaking
himself
.
She
took
his
hand
in
both
of
hers
,
and
drew
it
to
her
waist
,
never
taking
her
eyes
off
him
.
