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PART THREE CHAPTER 19<br />

in connection with his race horses, to the purveyor of oats and hay, the English saddler,<br />

and so on. He would have to pay some two thousand roubles on these debts<br />

too, in order to be quite free from anxiety. The last class of debts–to shops, to hotels,<br />

to his tailor–were such as need not be considered. So that he needed at least<br />

six thousand roubles for current expenses, and he only had one thousand eight hundred.<br />

For a man with one hundred thousand roubles of revenue, which was what<br />

everyone fixed as Vronsky’s income, such debts, one would suppose, could hardly<br />

be embarrassing; but the fact was that he was far from having one hundred thousand.<br />

His father’s immense property, which alone yielded a yearly income of two<br />

hundred thousand, was left undivided between the brothers. At the time when the<br />

elder brother, with a mass of debts, married Princess Varya Tchirkova, the daughter<br />

of a Decembrist without any fortune whatever, Alexey had given up to his elder<br />

brother almost the whole income from his father’s estate, reserving for himself only<br />

twenty-five thousand a year from it. Alexey had said at the time to his brother that<br />

that sum would be sufficient for him until he married, which he probably never<br />

would do. And his brother, who was in command of one of the most expensive regiments,<br />

and was only just married, could not decline the gift. His mother, who had<br />

her own separate property, had allowed Alexey every year twenty thousand in addition<br />

to the twenty-five thousand he had reserved, and Alexey had spent it all. Of late<br />

his mother, incensed with him on account of his love affair and his leaving Moscow,<br />

had given up sending him the money. And in consequence of this, Vronsky, who<br />

had been in the habit of living on the scale of forty-five thousand a year, having only<br />

received twenty thousand that year, found himself now in difficulties. To get out of<br />

these difficulties, he could not apply to his mother for money. Her last letter, which<br />

he had received the day before, had particularly exasperated him by the hints in it<br />

that she was quite ready to help him to succeed in the world and in the army, but not<br />

to lead a life which was a scandal to all good society. His mother’s attempt to buy<br />

him stung him to the quick and made him feel colder than ever to her. But he could<br />

not draw back from the generous word when it was once uttered, even though he felt<br />

now, vaguely foreseeing certain eventualities in his intrigue with Madame <strong>Karenina</strong>,<br />

that this generous word had been spoken thoughtlessly, and that even though<br />

he were not married he might need all the hundred thousand of income. But it was<br />

impossible to draw back. He had only to recall his brother’s wife, to remember how<br />

that sweet, delightful Varya sought, at every convenient opportunity, to remind him<br />

that she remembered his generosity and appreciated it, to grasp the impossibility of<br />

taking back his gift. It was as impossible as beating a woman, stealing, or lying. One<br />

thing only could and ought to be done, and Vronsky determined upon it without an<br />

instant’s hesitation: to borrow money from a money-lender, ten thousand roubles, a<br />

proceeding which presented no difficulty, to cut down his expenses generally, and to<br />

sell his race horses. Resolving on this, he promptly wrote a note to Rolandak, who<br />

had more than once sent to him with offers to buy horses from him. Then he sent for<br />

the Englishman and the money-lender, and divided what money he had according<br />

to the accounts he intended to pay. Having finished this business, he wrote a cold<br />

and cutting answer to his mother. Then he took out of his notebook three notes of<br />

<strong>Anna</strong>’s, read them again, burned them, and remembering their conversation on the<br />

previous day, he sank into meditation.<br />

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