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But
the
child
’
s
loud
,
ringing
laugh
,
and
the
motion
of
her
eyebrows
,
recalled
Vronsky
so
vividly
that
she
got
up
hurriedly
,
restraining
her
sobs
,
and
went
away
.
“
Can
it
be
all
over
?
No
,
it
cannot
be
!
”
she
thought
.
“
He
will
come
back
.
But
how
can
he
explain
that
smile
,
that
excitement
after
he
had
been
talking
to
her
?
But
even
if
he
doesn
’
t
explain
,
I
will
believe
.
If
I
don
’
t
believe
,
there
’
s
only
one
thing
left
for
me
,
and
I
can
’
t
.
”
She
looked
at
her
watch
.
Twenty
minutes
had
passed
.
“
By
now
he
has
received
the
note
and
is
coming
back
.
Not
long
,
ten
minutes
more
.
.
.
.
But
what
if
he
doesn
’
t
come
?
No
,
that
cannot
be
.
He
mustn
’
t
see
me
with
tear
-
stained
eyes
.
I
’
ll
go
and
wash
.
Yes
,
yes
;
did
I
do
my
hair
or
not
?
”
she
asked
herself
.
And
she
could
not
remember
.
She
felt
her
head
with
her
hand
.
“
Yes
,
my
hair
has
been
done
,
but
when
I
did
it
I
can
’
t
in
the
least
remember
.
”
She
could
not
believe
the
evidence
of
her
hand
,
and
went
up
to
the
pier
-
glass
to
see
whether
she
really
had
done
her
hair
.
She
certainly
had
,
but
she
could
not
think
when
she
had
done
it
.
“
Who
’
s
that
?
”
she
thought
,
looking
in
the
looking
-
glass
at
the
swollen
face
with
strangely
glittering
eyes
,
that
looked
in
a
scared
way
at
her
.
“
Why
,
it
’
s
I
!
”
she
suddenly
understood
,
and
looking
round
,
she
seemed
all
at
once
to
feel
his
kisses
on
her
,
and
twitched
her
shoulders
,
shuddering
.
Then
she
lifted
her
hand
to
her
lips
and
kissed
it
.
“
What
is
it
?
Why
,
I
’
m
going
out
of
my
mind
!
”
and
she
went
into
her
bedroom
,
where
Annushka
was
tidying
the
room
.
“
Annushka
,
”
she
said
,
coming
to
a
standstill
before
her
,
and
she
stared
at
the
maid
,
not
knowing
what
to
say
to
her
.
“
You
meant
to
go
and
see
Darya
Alexandrovna
,
”
said
the
girl
,
as
though
she
understood
.
“
Darya
Alexandrovna
?
Yes
,
I
’
ll
go
.
”
“
Fifteen
minutes
there
,
fifteen
minutes
back
.
He
’
s
coming
,
he
’
ll
be
here
soon
.
”
She
took
out
her
watch
and
looked
at
it
.
“
But
how
could
he
go
away
,
leaving
me
in
such
a
state
?
How
can
he
live
,
without
making
it
up
with
me
?
”
She
went
to
the
window
and
began
looking
into
the
street
.
Judging
by
the
time
,
he
might
be
back
now
.
But
her
calculations
might
be
wrong
,
and
she
began
once
more
to
recall
when
he
had
started
and
to
count
the
minutes
.
At
the
moment
when
she
had
moved
away
to
the
big
clock
to
compare
it
with
her
watch
,
someone
drove
up
.
Glancing
out
of
the
window
,
she
saw
his
carriage
.
But
no
one
came
upstairs
,
and
voices
could
be
heard
below
.
It
was
the
messenger
who
had
come
back
in
the
carriage
.
She
went
down
to
him
.
“
We
didn
’
t
catch
the
count
.
The
count
had
driven
off
on
the
lower
city
road
.
”
“
What
do
you
say
?
What
!
.
.
.
”
she
said
to
the
rosy
,
good
-
humored
Mihail
,
as
he
handed
her
back
her
note
.
