Анна Кареніна

Chapter 17

           

           “WillyoubeatMadameRolandak’sfête?”askedAnna,tochangetheconversation.

           “Idon’tthinkso,”answeredBetsy,and,withoutlookingatherfriend,shebeganfillingthelittletransparentcupswithfragranttea.PuttingacupbeforeAnna,shetookoutacigarette,and,fittingitintoasilverholder,shelightedit.

           “It’slikethis,yousee:I’minafortunateposition,”shebegan,quiteseriousnow,asshetookuphercup.“Iunderstandyou,andIunderstandLiza.Lizanowisoneofthosenaïvenaturesthat,likechildren,don’tknowwhat’sgoodandwhat’sbad.Anyway,shedidn’tcomprehenditwhenshewasveryyoung.Andnowshe’sawarethatthelackofcomprehensionsuitsher.Now,perhaps,shedoesn’tknowonpurpose,”saidBetsy,withasubtlesmile.“But,anyway,itsuitsher.Theverysamething,don’tyousee,maybelookedattragically,andturnedintoamisery,oritmaybelookedatsimplyandevenhumorously.Possiblyyouareinclinedtolookatthingstootragically.”

           “HowIshouldliketoknowotherpeoplejustasIknowmyself!”saidAnna,seriouslyanddreamily.“AmIworsethanotherpeople,orbetter?IthinkI’mworse.”

           “Enfantterrible,enfantterrible!”repeatedBetsy.“Butheretheyare.”

           

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