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Vronsky
besought
her
to
be
calm
,
and
declared
that
there
was
no
trace
of
foundation
for
her
jealousy
;
that
he
had
never
ceased
,
and
never
would
cease
,
to
love
her
;
that
he
loved
her
more
than
ever
.
“
Anna
,
why
distress
yourself
and
me
so
?
”
he
said
to
her
,
kissing
her
hands
.
There
was
tenderness
now
in
his
face
,
and
she
fancied
she
caught
the
sound
of
tears
in
his
voice
,
and
she
felt
them
wet
on
her
hand
.
And
instantly
Anna
’
s
despairing
jealousy
changed
to
a
despairing
passion
of
tenderness
.
She
put
her
arms
round
him
,
and
covered
with
kisses
his
head
,
his
neck
,
his
hands
.
Feeling
that
the
reconciliation
was
complete
,
Anna
set
eagerly
to
work
in
the
morning
preparing
for
their
departure
.
Though
it
was
not
settled
whether
they
should
go
on
Monday
or
Tuesday
,
as
they
had
each
given
way
to
the
other
,
Anna
packed
busily
,
feeling
absolutely
indifferent
whether
they
went
a
day
earlier
or
later
.
She
was
standing
in
her
room
over
an
open
box
,
taking
things
out
of
it
,
when
he
came
in
to
see
her
earlier
than
usual
,
dressed
to
go
out
.
“
I
’
m
going
off
at
once
to
see
maman
;
she
can
send
me
the
money
by
Yegorov
.
And
I
shall
be
ready
to
go
tomorrow
,
”
he
said
.
Though
she
was
in
such
a
good
mood
,
the
thought
of
his
visit
to
his
mother
’
s
gave
her
a
pang
.
“
No
,
I
shan
’
t
be
ready
by
then
myself
,
”
she
said
;
and
at
once
reflected
,
“
so
then
it
was
possible
to
arrange
to
do
as
I
wished
.
”
“
No
,
do
as
you
meant
to
do
.
Go
into
the
dining
-
room
,
I
’
m
coming
directly
.
It
’
s
only
to
turn
out
those
things
that
aren
’
t
wanted
,
”
she
said
,
putting
something
more
on
the
heap
of
frippery
that
lay
in
Annushka
’
s
arms
.
Vronsky
was
eating
his
beefsteak
when
she
came
into
the
dining
-
room
.
“
You
wouldn
’
t
believe
how
distasteful
these
rooms
have
become
to
me
,
”
she
said
,
sitting
down
beside
him
to
her
coffee
.
“
There
’
s
nothing
more
awful
than
these
chambres
garnies
.
There
’
s
no
individuality
in
them
,
no
soul
.
These
clocks
,
and
curtains
,
and
,
worst
of
all
,
the
wallpapers
—
they
’
re
a
nightmare
.
I
think
of
Vozdvizhenskoe
as
the
promised
land
.
You
’
re
not
sending
the
horses
off
yet
?
”
“
No
,
they
will
come
after
us
.
Where
are
you
going
to
?
”
“
I
wanted
to
go
to
Wilson
’
s
to
take
some
dresses
to
her
.
