Chapter 2

           

           Whenhegothome,VronskyfoundthereanotefromAnna.Shewrote,“Iamillandunhappy.Icannotcomeout,butIcannotgoonlongerwithoutseeingyou.Comeinthisevening.AlexeyAlexandrovitchgoestothecouncilatsevenandwillbetheretillten.”Thinkingforaninstantofthestrangenessofherbiddinghimcomestraighttoher,inspiteofherhusband’sinsistingonhernotreceivinghim,hedecidedtogo.

           Vronskyhadthatwintergothispromotion,wasnowacolonel,hadlefttheregimentalquarters,andwaslivingalone.Afterhavingsomelunch,helaydownonthesofaimmediately,andinfiveminutesmemoriesofthehideoussceneshehadwitnessedduringthelastfewdayswereconfusedtogetherandjoinedontoamentalimageofAnnaandofthepeasantwhohadplayedanimportantpartinthebearhunt,andVronskyfellasleep.Hewakedupinthedark,tremblingwithhorror,andmadehastetolightacandle.“Whatwasit?What?WhatwasthedreadfulthingIdreamed?Yes,yes;Ithinkalittledirtymanwithadisheveledbeardwasstoopingdowndoingsomething,andallofasuddenhebegansayingsomestrangewordsinFrench.Yes,therewasnothingelseinthedream,”hesaidtohimself.“Butwhywasitsoawful?”HevividlyrecalledthepeasantagainandthoseincomprehensibleFrenchwordsthepeasanthaduttered,andachillofhorrorrandownhisspine.

           “Whatnonsense!”thoughtVronsky,andglancedathiswatch.

           Itwashalf-pasteightalready.Heranguphisservant,dressedinhaste,andwentoutontothesteps,completelyforgettingthedreamandonlyworriedatbeinglate.

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