Анна Кареніна

Chapter 17

           

           AlexeyAlexandrovitchdecidedthathewouldgotoPetersburgandseehiswife.Ifherillnesswasatrick,hewouldsaynothingandgoawayagain.Ifshewasreallyindanger,andwishedtoseehimbeforeherdeath,hewouldforgiveherifhefoundheralive,andpayherthelastdutiesifhecametoolate.

           Allthewayhethoughtnomoreofwhatheoughttodo.

           Withasenseofwearinessanduncleannessfromthenightspentinthetrain,intheearlyfogofPetersburgAlexeyAlexandrovitchdrovethroughthedesertedNevskyandstaredstraightbeforehim,notthinkingofwhatwasawaitinghim.Hecouldnotthinkaboutit,becauseinpicturingwhatwouldhappen,hecouldnotdriveawaythereflectionthatherdeathwouldatonceremoveallthedifficultyofhisposition.Bakers,closedshops,night-cabmen,porterssweepingthepavementsflashedpasthiseyes,andhewatcheditall,tryingtosmotherthethoughtofwhatwasawaitinghim,andwhathedarednothopefor,andyetwashopingfor.Hedroveuptothesteps.Asledgeandacarriagewiththecoachmanasleepstoodattheentrance.Ashewentintotheentry,AlexeyAlexandrovitch,asitwere,gotouthisresolutionfromtheremotestcornerofhisbrain,andmastereditthoroughly.Itsmeaningran:“Ifit’satrick,thencalmcontemptanddeparture.Iftruth,dowhatisproper.”

           TheporteropenedthedoorbeforeAlexeyAlexandrovitchrang.Theporter,Kapitonitch,lookedqueerinanoldcoat,withoutatie,andinslippers.

           “Howisyourmistress?”

           “Asuccessfulconfinementyesterday.”

           AlexeyAlexandrovitchstoppedshortandturnedwhite.

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