Анна Кареніна

Chapter 11

           

           Andwithfury,asitwerewithpassion,themurdererfallsonthebody,anddragsitandhacksatit;sohecoveredherfaceandshoulderswithkisses.Sheheldhishand,anddidnotstir.“Yes,thesekissesthatiswhathasbeenboughtbythisshame.Yes,andonehand,whichwillalwaysbeminethehandofmyaccomplice.”Sheliftedupthathandandkissedit.Hesankonhiskneesandtriedtoseeherface;butshehidit,andsaidnothing.Atlast,asthoughmakinganeffortoverherself,shegotupandpushedhimaway.Herfacewasstillasbeautiful,butitwasonlythemorepitifulforthat.

           “Allisover,”shesaid;“Ihavenothingbutyou.Rememberthat.”

           “Icanneverforgetwhatismywholelife.Foroneinstantofthishappiness....”

           “Happiness!”shesaidwithhorrorandloathingandherhorrorunconsciouslyinfectedhim.“Forpity’ssake,notaword,notawordmore.”

           Sherosequicklyandmovedawayfromhim.

           “Notawordmore,”sherepeated,andwithalookofchilldespair,incomprehensibletohim,shepartedfromhim.Shefeltthatatthatmomentshecouldnotputintowordsthesenseofshame,ofrapture,andofhorroratthissteppingintoanewlife,andshedidnotwanttospeakofit,tovulgarizethisfeelingbyinappropriatewords.Butlatertoo,andthenextdayandthethirdday,shestillfoundnowordsinwhichshecouldexpressthecomplexityofherfeelings;indeed,shecouldnotevenfindthoughtsinwhichshecouldclearlythinkoutallthatwasinhersoul.

           Shesaidtoherself:“No,justnowIcan’tthinkofit,lateron,whenIamcalmer

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