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“
Eh
,
Anna
?
”
he
queried
.
“
I
said
nothing
,
”
she
answered
just
as
coldly
and
calmly
.
“
Oh
,
nothing
,
tant
pis
then
,
”
he
thought
,
feeling
cold
again
,
and
he
turned
and
went
out
.
As
he
was
going
out
he
caught
a
glimpse
in
the
looking
-
glass
of
her
face
,
white
,
with
quivering
lips
.
He
even
wanted
to
stop
and
to
say
some
comforting
word
to
her
,
but
his
legs
carried
him
out
of
the
room
before
he
could
think
what
to
say
.
The
whole
of
that
day
he
spent
away
from
home
,
and
when
he
came
in
late
in
the
evening
the
maid
told
him
that
Anna
Arkadyevna
had
a
headache
and
begged
him
not
to
go
in
to
her
.
Never
before
had
a
day
been
passed
in
quarrel
.
Today
was
the
first
time
.
And
this
was
not
a
quarrel
.
It
was
the
open
acknowledgment
of
complete
coldness
.
Was
it
possible
to
glance
at
her
as
he
had
glanced
when
he
came
into
the
room
for
the
guarantee
?
—
to
look
at
her
,
see
her
heart
was
breaking
with
despair
,
and
go
out
without
a
word
with
that
face
of
callous
composure
?
He
was
not
merely
cold
to
her
,
he
hated
her
because
he
loved
another
woman
—
that
was
clear
.
And
remembering
all
the
cruel
words
he
had
said
,
Anna
supplied
,
too
,
the
words
that
he
had
unmistakably
wished
to
say
and
could
have
said
to
her
,
and
she
grew
more
and
more
exasperated
.
“
I
won
’
t
prevent
you
,
”
he
might
say
.
“
You
can
go
where
you
like
.
You
were
unwilling
to
be
divorced
from
your
husband
,
no
doubt
so
that
you
might
go
back
to
him
.
Go
back
to
him
.
If
you
want
money
,
I
’
ll
give
it
to
you
.
How
many
roubles
do
you
want
?
”
All
the
most
cruel
words
that
a
brutal
man
could
say
,
he
said
to
her
in
her
imagination
,
and
she
could
not
forgive
him
for
them
,
as
though
he
had
actually
said
them
.
“
But
didn
’
t
he
only
yesterday
swear
he
loved
me
,
he
,
a
truthful
and
sincere
man
?
Haven
’
t
I
despaired
for
nothing
many
times
already
?
”
she
said
to
herself
afterwards
.
All
that
day
,
except
for
the
visit
to
Wilson
’
s
,
which
occupied
two
hours
,
Anna
spent
in
doubts
whether
everything
were
over
or
whether
there
were
still
hope
of
reconciliation
,
whether
she
should
go
away
at
once
or
see
him
once
more
.
She
was
expecting
him
the
whole
day
,
and
in
the
evening
,
as
she
went
to
her
own
room
,
leaving
a
message
for
him
that
her
head
ached
,
she
said
to
herself
,
“
If
he
comes
in
spite
of
what
the
maid
says
,
it
means
that
he
loves
me
still
.
If
not
,
it
means
that
all
is
over
,
and
then
I
will
decide
what
I
’
m
to
do
!
.
.
.
”
