Anna Karenina eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 1,033 pages of information about Anna Karenina.

When she got up, the previous day came back to her as though veiled in mist.

“There was a quarrel.  Just what has happened several times.  I said I had a headache, and he did not come in to see me.  Tomorrow we’re going away; I must see him and get ready for the journey,” she said to herself.  And learning that he was in his study, she went down to him.  As she passed through the drawing room she heard a carriage stop at the entrance, and looking out of the window she saw the carriage, from which a young girl in a lilac hat was leaning out giving some direction to the footman ringing the bell.  After a parley in the hall, someone came upstairs, and Vronsky’s steps could be heard passing the drawing room.  He went rapidly downstairs.  Anna went again to the window.  She saw him come out onto the steps without his hat and go up to the carriage.  The young girl in the lilac hat handed him a parcel.  Vronsky, smiling, said something to her.  The carriage drove away, he ran rapidly upstairs again.

The mists that had shrouded everything in her soul parted suddenly.  The feelings of yesterday pierced the sick heart with a fresh pang.  She could not understand now how she could have lowered herself by spending a whole day with him in his house.  She went into his room to announce her determination.

“That was Madame Sorokina and her daughter.  They came and brought me the money and the deeds from maman.  I couldn’t get them yesterday.  How is your head, better?” he said quietly, not wishing to see and to understand the gloomy and solemn expression of her face.

She looked silently, intently at him, standing in the middle of the room.  He glanced at her, frowned for a moment, and went on reading a letter.  She turned, and went deliberately out of the room.  He still might have turned her back, but she had reached the door, he was still silent, and the only sound audible was the rustling of the note paper as he turned it.

“Oh, by the way,” he said at the very moment she was in the doorway, “we’re going tomorrow for certain, aren’t we?”

“You, but not I,” she said, turning round to him.

“Anna, we can’t go on like this...”

“You, but not I,” she repeated.

“This is getting unbearable!”

“You...you will be sorry for this,” she said, and went out.

Frightened by the desperate expression with which these words were uttered, he jumped up and would have run after her, but on second thoughts he sat down and scowled, setting his teeth.  This vulgar—­as he thought it—­threat of something vague exasperated him.  “I’ve tried everything,” he thought; “the only thing left is not to pay attention,” and he began to get ready to drive into town, and again to his mother’s to get her signature to the deeds.

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