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PART THREE CHAPTER 22
nothing left her but his love, and she wanted to love him. “Don’t you understand
that from the day I loved you everything has changed for me? For me there is one
thing, and one thing only–your love. If that’s mine, I feel so exalted, so strong, that
nothing can be humiliating to me. I am proud of my position, because...proud of
being... proud....” She could not say what she was proud of. Tears of shame and
despair choked her utterance. She stood still and sobbed.
He felt, too, something swelling in his throat and twitching in his nose, and for the
first time in his life he felt on the point of weeping. He could not have said exactly
what it was touched him so. He felt sorry for her, and he felt he could not help her,
and with that he knew that he was to blame for her wretchedness, and that he had
done something wrong.
“Is not a divorce possible?” he said feebly. She shook her head, not answering.
“Couldn’t you take your son, and still leave him?”
“Yes; but it all depends on him. Now I must go to him,” she said shortly. Her
presentiment that all would again go on in the old way had not deceived her.
“On Tuesday I shall be in Petersburg, and everything can be settled.”
“Yes,” she said. “But don’t let us talk any more of it.”
Anna’s carriage, which she had sent away, and ordered to come back to the little
gate of the Vrede garden, drove up. Anna said good-bye to Vronsky, and drove
home.
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