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“
He
hates
me
,
that
’
s
clear
,
”
she
thought
,
and
in
silence
,
without
looking
round
,
she
walked
with
faltering
steps
out
of
the
room
.
“
He
loves
another
woman
,
that
’
s
even
clearer
,
”
she
said
to
herself
as
she
went
into
her
own
room
.
“
I
want
love
,
and
there
is
none
.
So
,
then
,
all
is
over
.
”
She
repeated
the
words
she
had
said
,
“
and
it
must
be
ended
.
”
“
But
how
?
”
she
asked
herself
,
and
she
sat
down
in
a
low
chair
before
the
looking
-
glass
.
Thoughts
of
where
she
would
go
now
,
whether
to
the
aunt
who
had
brought
her
up
,
to
Dolly
,
or
simply
alone
abroad
,
and
of
what
he
was
doing
now
alone
in
his
study
;
whether
this
was
the
final
quarrel
,
or
whether
reconciliation
were
still
possible
;
and
of
what
all
her
old
friends
at
Petersburg
would
say
of
her
now
;
and
of
how
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
would
look
at
it
,
and
many
other
ideas
of
what
would
happen
now
after
this
rupture
,
came
into
her
head
;
but
she
did
not
give
herself
up
to
them
with
all
her
heart
.
At
the
bottom
of
her
heart
was
some
obscure
idea
that
alone
interested
her
,
but
she
could
not
get
clear
sight
of
it
.
Thinking
once
more
of
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
,
she
recalled
the
time
of
her
illness
after
her
confinement
,
and
the
feeling
which
never
left
her
at
that
time
.
“
Why
didn
’
t
I
die
?
”
and
the
words
and
the
feeling
of
that
time
came
back
to
her
.
And
all
at
once
she
knew
what
was
in
her
soul
.
Yes
,
it
was
that
idea
which
alone
solved
all
.
“
Yes
,
to
die
!
.
.
.
And
the
shame
and
disgrace
of
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
and
of
Seryozha
,
and
my
awful
shame
,
it
will
all
be
saved
by
death
.
To
die
!
and
he
will
feel
remorse
;
will
be
sorry
;
will
love
me
;
he
will
suffer
on
my
account
.
”
With
the
trace
of
a
smile
of
commiseration
for
herself
she
sat
down
in
the
armchair
,
taking
off
and
putting
on
the
rings
on
her
left
hand
,
vividly
picturing
from
different
sides
his
feelings
after
her
death
.
Approaching
footsteps
—
his
steps
—
distracted
her
attention
.
As
though
absorbed
in
the
arrangement
of
her
rings
,
she
did
not
even
turn
to
him
He
went
up
to
her
,
and
taking
her
by
the
hand
,
said
softly
:
“
Anna
,
we
’
ll
go
the
day
after
tomorrow
,
if
you
like
.
I
agree
to
everything
.
”
She
did
not
speak
.
“
What
is
it
?
”
he
urged
.
“
You
know
,
”
she
said
,
and
at
the
same
instant
,
unable
to
restrain
herself
any
longer
,
she
burst
into
sobs
.
“
Cast
me
off
!
”
she
articulated
between
her
sobs
.
“
I
’
ll
go
away
tomorrow
.
.
.
I
’
ll
do
more
.
What
am
I
?
An
immoral
woman
!
A
stone
round
your
neck
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
make
you
wretched
,
I
don
’
t
want
to
!
I
’
ll
set
you
free
.
You
don
’
t
love
me
;
you
love
someone
else
!
”
