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It
was
bright
and
sunny
.
A
fine
rain
had
been
falling
all
the
morning
,
and
now
it
had
not
long
cleared
up
.
The
iron
roofs
,
the
flags
of
the
roads
,
the
flints
of
the
pavements
,
the
wheels
and
leather
,
the
brass
and
the
tinplate
of
the
carriages
—
all
glistened
brightly
in
the
May
sunshine
.
It
was
three
o
’
clock
,
and
the
very
liveliest
time
in
the
streets
.
As
she
sat
in
a
corner
of
the
comfortable
carriage
,
that
hardly
swayed
on
its
supple
springs
,
while
the
grays
trotted
swiftly
,
in
the
midst
of
the
unceasing
rattle
of
wheels
and
the
changing
impressions
in
the
pure
air
,
Anna
ran
over
the
events
of
the
last
days
,
and
she
saw
her
position
quite
differently
from
how
it
had
seemed
at
home
.
Now
the
thought
of
death
seemed
no
longer
so
terrible
and
so
clear
to
her
,
and
death
itself
no
longer
seemed
so
inevitable
.
Now
she
blamed
herself
for
the
humiliation
to
which
she
had
lowered
herself
.
“
I
entreat
him
to
forgive
me
.
I
have
given
in
to
him
.
I
have
owned
myself
in
fault
.
What
for
?
Can
’
t
I
live
without
him
?
”
And
leaving
unanswered
the
question
how
she
was
going
to
live
without
him
,
she
fell
to
reading
the
signs
on
the
shops
.
“
Office
and
warehouse
.
Dental
surgeon
.
Yes
,
I
’
ll
tell
Dolly
all
about
it
.
She
doesn
’
t
like
Vronsky
.
I
shall
be
sick
and
ashamed
,
but
I
’
ll
tell
her
.
She
loves
me
,
and
I
’
ll
follow
her
advice
.
I
won
’
t
give
in
to
him
;
I
won
’
t
let
him
train
me
as
he
pleases
.
Filippov
,
bun
shop
.
They
say
they
send
their
dough
to
Petersburg
.
The
Moscow
water
is
so
good
for
it
.
Ah
,
the
springs
at
Mitishtchen
,
and
the
pancakes
!
”
And
she
remembered
how
,
long
,
long
ago
,
when
she
was
a
girl
of
seventeen
,
she
had
gone
with
her
aunt
to
Troitsa
.
“
Riding
,
too
.
Was
that
really
me
,
with
red
hands
?
How
much
that
seemed
to
me
then
splendid
and
out
of
reach
has
become
worthless
,
while
what
I
had
then
has
gone
out
of
my
reach
forever
!
Could
I
ever
have
believed
then
that
I
could
come
to
such
humiliation
?
How
conceited
and
self
-
satisfied
he
will
be
when
he
gets
my
note
!
But
I
will
show
him
.
.
.
.
How
horrid
that
paint
smells
!
Why
is
it
they
’
re
always
painting
and
building
?
Modes
et
robes
,
she
read
.
A
man
bowed
to
her
.
It
was
Annushka
’
s
husband
.
“
Our
parasites
”
;
she
remembered
how
Vronsky
had
said
that
.
“
Our
?
Why
our
?
What
’
s
so
awful
is
that
one
can
’
t
tear
up
the
past
by
its
roots
.
One
can
’
t
tear
it
out
,
but
one
can
hide
one
’
s
memory
of
it
.
And
I
’
ll
hide
it
.
”
And
then
she
thought
of
her
past
with
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
,
of
how
she
had
blotted
the
memory
of
it
out
of
her
life
.
“
Dolly
will
think
I
’
m
leaving
my
second
husband
,
and
so
I
certainly
must
be
in
the
wrong
.
As
if
I
cared
to
be
right
!
I
can
’
t
help
it
!
”
she
said
,
and
she
wanted
to
cry
.
But
at
once
she
fell
to
wondering
what
those
two
girls
could
be
smiling
about
.
“
Love
,
most
likely
.
They
don
’
t
know
how
dreary
it
is
,
how
low
.
.
.
.
The
boulevard
and
the
children
.
Three
boys
running
,
playing
at
horses
.
Seryozha
!
And
I
’
m
losing
everything
and
not
getting
him
back
.
Yes
,
I
’
m
losing
everything
,
if
he
doesn
’
t
return
.
Perhaps
he
was
late
for
the
train
and
has
come
back
by
now
.
Longing
for
humiliation
again
!
”
she
said
to
herself
.
“
No
,
I
’
ll
go
to
Dolly
,
and
say
straight
out
to
her
,
I
’
m
unhappy
,
I
deserve
this
,
I
’
m
to
blame
,
but
still
I
’
m
unhappy
,
help
me
.
These
horses
,
this
carriage
—
how
loathsome
I
am
to
myself
in
this
carriage
—
all
his
;
but
I
won
’
t
see
them
again
.
”
Thinking
over
the
words
in
which
she
would
tell
Dolly
,
and
mentally
working
her
heart
up
to
great
bitterness
,
Anna
went
upstairs
.
“
Is
there
anyone
with
her
?
”
she
asked
in
the
hall
.
“
Katerina
Alexandrovna
Levin
,
”
answered
the
footman
.
“
Kitty
!
Kitty
,
whom
Vronsky
was
in
love
with
!
”
thought
Anna
,
“
the
girl
he
thinks
of
with
love
.
He
’
s
sorry
he
didn
’
t
marry
her
.
But
me
he
thinks
of
with
hatred
,
and
is
sorry
he
had
anything
to
do
with
me
.
”
The
sisters
were
having
a
consultation
about
nursing
when
Anna
called
.
Dolly
went
down
alone
to
see
the
visitor
who
had
interrupted
their
conversation
.
