Анна Кареніна

Chapter 13

           Itmeant,“ThenIcouldnotanswerdifferently.”

           Heglancedatherquestioningly,timidly.

           “Onlythen?”

           “Yes,”hersmileanswered.

           “Andn...andnow?”heasked.

           “Well,readthis.I’lltellyouwhatIshouldlikeshouldlikesomuch!”shewrotetheinitialletters,i,y,c,f,a,f,w,h.Thismeant,“Ifyoucouldforgetandforgivewhathappened.”

           Hesnatchedthechalkwithnervous,tremblingfingers,andbreakingit,wrotetheinitiallettersofthefollowingphrase,“Ihavenothingtoforgetandtoforgive;Ihaveneverceasedtoloveyou.”

           Sheglancedathimwithasmilethatdidnotwaver.

           “Iunderstand,”shesaidinawhisper.

           Hesatdownandwrotealongphrase.Sheunderstooditall,andwithoutaskinghim,“Isitthis?”tookthechalkandatonceanswered.

           Foralongwhilehecouldnotunderstandwhatshehadwritten,andoftenlookedintohereyes.Hewasstupefiedwithhappiness.Hecouldnotsupplythewordshehadmeant;butinhercharmingeyes,beamingwithhappiness,hesawallheneededtoknow.Andhewrotethreeletters.Buthehadhardlyfinishedwritingwhenshereadthemoverherarm,andherselffinishedandwrotetheanswer,“Yes.”

           “You’replayingsecrétaire?”saidtheoldprince.“Butwemustreallybegettingalongifyouwanttobeintimeatthetheater.”

           LevingotupandescortedKittytothedoor.

           Intheirconversationeverythinghadbeensaid;ithadbeensaidthatshelovedhim,andthatshewouldtellherfatherandmotherthathewouldcometomorrowmorning.

           

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