Анна Кареніна

Chapter 3

           “ItwasthatThérèseyouusedtoknow?”

           “Iwasjustsaying....”

           “Howdisgustingyouare,youmen!Howisityoucan’tunderstandthatawomancanneverforgetthat,”shesaid,gettingmoreandmoreangry,andsolettinghimseethecauseofherirritation,“especiallyawomanwhocannotknowyourlife?WhatdoIknow?WhathaveIeverknown?”shesaid,“whatyoutellme.AndhowdoIknowwhetheryoutellmethetruth?...”

           “Anna,youhurtme.Don’tyoutrustme?Haven’tItoldyouthatIhaven’tathoughtIwouldn’tlaybaretoyou?”

           “Yes,yes,”shesaid,evidentlytryingtosuppressherjealousthoughts.“ButifonlyyouknewhowwretchedIam!Ibelieveyou,Ibelieveyou....Whatwereyousaying?”

           Buthecouldnotatoncerecallwhathehadbeengoingtosay.Thesefitsofjealousy,whichoflatehadbeenmoreandmorefrequentwithher,horrifiedhim,andhowevermuchhetriedtodisguisethefact,madehimfeelcoldtoher,althoughheknewthecauseofherjealousywasherloveforhim.Howoftenhehadtoldhimselfthatherlovewashappiness;andnowshelovedhimasawomancanlovewhenlovehasoutweighedforherallthegoodthingsoflifeandhewasmuchfurtherfromhappinessthanwhenhehadfollowedherfromMoscow.Thenhehadthoughthimselfunhappy,buthappinesswasbeforehim;nowhefeltthatthebesthappinesswasalreadyleftbehind.Shewasutterlyunlikewhatshehadbeenwhenhefirstsawher.Bothmorallyandphysicallyshehadchangedfortheworse.

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