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Lift up your head.... Or, perhaps, you don't love me; perhaps I am wrong.... In that case, forgive me." "Alexandra Andreevna, what are you saying!... I love you, Alexandra Andreevna." She looked straight into my eyes, and opened her arms wide. "Then take me in your arms." I tell you frankly, I don't know how it was I did not go mad that night.
They sat down and played it for the entire day, only interrupting the game to go to their rooms for dinner. Whenever Sergius had to pay a fine he would say: "Anyhow, Kirill Lvovich, you have an objectionable manner." "Now, now, greenhorn!" the general would reply. They had not a penny between them. Katerina Andreevna had been appointed guardian of their possessions.
"That you never mention these books to me again, even if Mark tears them to pieces." "Do you mean I am not to let him have access to them?" "He is not likely to ask you," put in Juliana Andreevna. "As if that monster cared for what you may say." "How Ulinka loves me," said Leonti to Raisky. "Would that every woman loved her husband like that." He embraced her.
They don't behave like relatives! Are there no cigarettes?" Anna Andreevna, a quiet, weary, feeble woman, replied tonelessly: "You know there are none. But I will look for some butt-ends in a moment. Lina sometimes throws away the unused cigarette wraps." "What bourgeois they are throwing away fag-ends and keeping servants!" her husband complained.
I cannot speak of that now," he said looking significantly at Koslov's wife to indicate that he could not explain himself in her presence. "No one will let you go?" whispered Juliana Andreevna. "I have not once spoken to you out of hearing of my husband." "Have you brought the money with you," asked Mark suddenly, "the three hundred roubles for the wager?"
"Varvara Andreevna, when I was very young, I set before myself the ideal of the woman I loved and should be happy to call my wife. I have lived through a long life, and now for the first time I have met what I sought in you. I love you, and offer you my hand." Sergey Ivanovitch was saying this to himself while he was ten paces from Varvara.
"For God's sake, I beseech you!" "I can't disguise from you," I say, "Alexandra Andreevna; you are certainly in danger; but God is merciful." "I shall die, I shall die." And it seemed as though she were pleased; her face grew so bright; I was alarmed. "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! I am not frightened of death at all." She suddenly sat up and leaned on her elbow.
But she held me in her arms, and would not let me go. "Have pity on me, Alexandra Andreevna, and have pity on yourself," I say. "Why," she says; "what is there to think of? You know I must die." ... This she repeated incessantly.... "If I knew that I should return to life, and be a proper young lady again, I should be ashamed ... of course, ashamed ... but why now?"
But Konstantin Levin found it dull sitting and listening to him, especially when he knew that while he was away they would be carting dung onto the fields not ploughed ready for it, and heaping it all up anyhow; and would not screw the shares in the ploughs, but would let them come off and then say that the new ploughs were a silly invention, and there was nothing like the old Andreevna plough, and so on.
"According to Tatiana Markovna," continued Juliana Andreevna, "everybody should stay on one spot, turn his head neither to right nor left, and never exchange a word with his neighbours. She is a past mistress in fault-finding; nevertheless she and Tiet Nikonich are inseparable, he spends his days and nights with her."
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