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PART THREE CHAPTER 21
nothing. Look at Mazankov, at Krupov. They’ve ruined their careers for the sake of
women.”
“What women!” said Vronsky, recalling the Frenchwoman and the actress with
whom the two men he had mentioned were connected.
“The firmer the woman’s footing in society, the worse it is. That’s much the same
as–not merely carrying the fardeau in your arms–but tearing it away from someone
else.”
“You have never loved,” Vronsky said softly, looking straight before him and
thinking of Anna.
“Perhaps. But you remember what I’ve said to you. And another thing, women
are all more materialistic than men. We make something immense out of love, but
they are always terre-à -terre.”
“Directly, directly!” he cried to a footman who came in. But the footman had not
come to call them again, as he supposed. The footman brought Vronsky a note.
“A man brought it from Princess Tverskaya.”
Vronsky opened the letter, and flushed crimson.
“My head’s begun to ache; I’m going home,” he said to Serpuhovskoy.
“Oh, good-bye then. You give me carte blanche!”
“We’ll talk about it later on; I’ll look you up in Petersburg.”
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