Анна Кареніна

Chapter 17

           

           “Thatishe.Iknewhim!Now,forgiveme,everyone,forgiveme!...They’vecomeagain;whydon’ttheygoaway?...Oh,takethesecloaksoffme!”

           Thedoctorunloosedherhands,carefullylayingheronthepillow,andcoveredheruptotheshoulders.Shelaybacksubmissively,andlookedbeforeherwithbeamingeyes.

           “Rememberonething,thatIneedednothingbutforgiveness,andIwantnothingmore....Whydoesn’thecome?”shesaid,turningtothedoortowardsVronsky.“Docome,docome!Givehimyourhand.”

           Vronskycametothesideofthebed,andseeingAnna,againhidhisfaceinhishands.

           “Uncoveryourfacelookathim!He’sasaint,”shesaid.“Oh!uncoveryourface,douncoverit!”shesaidangrily.“AlexeyAlexandrovitch,douncoverhisface!Iwanttoseehim.”

           AlexeyAlexandrovitchtookVronsky’shandsanddrewthemawayfromhisface,whichwasawfulwiththeexpressionofagonyandshameuponit.

           “Givehimyourhand.Forgivehim.”

           AlexeyAlexandrovitchgavehimhishand,notattemptingtorestrainthetearsthatstreamedfromhiseyes.

           “ThankGod,thankGod!”shesaid,“noweverythingisready.Onlytostretchmylegsalittle.There,that’scapital.Howbadlytheseflowersaredonenotabitlikeaviolet,”shesaid,pointingtothehangings.“MyGod,myGod!whenwillitend?Givemesomemorphine.Doctor,givemesomemorphine!Oh,myGod,myGod!”

           Andshetossedaboutonthebed.

           Thedoctorssaidthatitwaspuerperalfever,andthatitwasninety-ninechancesinahundreditwouldendindeath.

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