Анна Кареніна

Chapter 17

           “Quosvultperderedementat,”hesaid,meaningbyquosthepersonsresponsibleforthisappointment.Hewasnotsomuchannoyedthathehadnotreceivedthepost,thathehadbeenconspicuouslypassedover;butitwasincomprehensible,amazingtohimthattheydidnotseethatthewordyphrase-mongerStremovwasthelastmanfitforit.Howcouldtheyfailtoseehowtheywereruiningthemselves,loweringtheirprestigebythisappointment?

           “Somethingelseinthesameline,”hesaidtohimselfbitterly,openingthesecondtelegram.Thetelegramwasfromhiswife.Hername,writteninbluepencil,“Anna,”wasthefirstthingthatcaughthiseye.“Iamdying;Ibeg,Iimploreyoutocome.Ishalldieeasierwithyourforgiveness,”heread.Hesmiledcontemptuously,andflungdownthetelegram.Thatthiswasatrickandafraud,ofthat,hethoughtforthefirstminute,therecouldbenodoubt.

           “Thereisnodeceitshewouldstickat.Shewasnearherconfinement.Perhapsitistheconfinement.Butwhatcanbetheiraim?Tolegitimizethechild,tocompromiseme,andpreventadivorce,”hethought.“Butsomethingwassaidinit:Iamdying....”Hereadthetelegramagain,andsuddenlytheplainmeaningofwhatwassaidinitstruckhim.

           “Andifitistrue?”hesaidtohimself.“Ifitistruethatinthemomentofagonyandnearnesstodeathsheisgenuinelypenitent,andI,takingitforatrick,refusetogo?Thatwouldnotonlybecruel,andeveryonewouldblameme,butitwouldbestupidonmypart.”

           “Piotr,callacoach;IamgoingtoPetersburg,”hesaidtohisservant.

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