Anna Karenina Page #5

A crime of that nature brings

its own heavy punishment.

I dont understand

a thing you are saying.

And besides,

I'm desperately sleepy.

Anna, for Gods sake, dont

speak like that. Perhaps I am mistaken.

But believe me, what I say

I say as much for my sake as for yours.

I am your husband,

and I love you, but if

- there are the slightest grounds...

- I have nothing to say.

It is really bedtime.

Here it is.

Stupid miss

with the right barrel.

Stiva?

Whens Kitty

getting married?

She isnt thinking

about marriage.

Shes very ill.

The doctors

have sent her abroad.

Wheres Vronsky now?

Hes in Petersburg.

He left shortly after you did. And

hes not been in Moscow once since then.

Do you know, Kostya,

I'll be frank with you.

It was your own fault.

You took fright at the sight of your rival.

Why didnt youfight it out?

Kitty was never

serious about him.

She was just attracted

by his good looks.

I tell you candidly

that when she returns

from her cure,

shell be going to Yergushovo

for some quiet country life.

And thats not too far

from here, Kostya, is it?

I dont know

if you know,

but I dont care.

I'll tell you.

I did make an offer...

but I was rejected.

Now Kittys nothing more than a

painful, humiliating memory. Its over.

I was hanging down

that darK well,

but the one thing

I held onto

was worK.

I clutched it and clung to it

with all my might.

Once I lost my temper

with a bailiff

and in a fit of anger tooK a scythe

and began mowing.

It calmed me,

So I resolved

to mow with them... all day long.

As I mowed,

I lost all count of time.

I had no idea whether

it was late or early.

A change came about my worK,

which gave me intense satisfaction.

When I forgot what I was doing

and mowed without effort,

My line was almost

as smooth and good as Titus'.

More and more often now

came those moments of oblivion.

When it was not my arms

which swung the scythe,

the scythe seemed to mow

by itself.

Some externalforce

seemed to propel me on,

as though by magic...

the worK did itself

regularly and carefully.

These were the most

blessed moments.

It was she.

It was Kitty...

on her way to Yergushovo.

Quiet, sweet.

Loot at her face, mama.

So spirited and yet so gentle.

I feel she could almost speak.

A fine horse.

Everybodys betting on you.

Not entirely for the right reasons.

What are you

implying, mama?

Dont be coy with me.

You must know how youve

become the center of gossip.

An affair

in the highest society

puts a finishing touch to

a brilliant young man.

Lord knows

I shouldnt preach, but there are those

who are becoming displeased with you,

Alexei. I want you to break it off.

I will not have anyone cast doubt

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