Happy 186th birthday Leo Tolstoy, thank you for this amazing work of art. 📖✒
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Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
Possibly I was mistaken,” said he. “If so, I beg your pardon.”
"No, you were not mistaken," she said deliberately, looking desperately into his cold face. "You were not mistaken. I was, and I could not help being in despair. I hear you, but I am thinking of him. I love him, I am his mistress; I can’t bear you; I’m afraid of you, and I hate you…. You can do what you like to me."
And dropping back into the corner of the carriage, she broke into sobs, hiding her face in her hands. Alexey Alexandrovitch did not stir, and kept looking straight before him. But his whole face suddenly bore the solemn rigidity of the dead, and his expression did not change during the whole time of the drive home. On reaching the house he turned his head to her, still with the same expression.
"Very well! But I expect a strict observance of the external forms of propriety till such time"—his voice trembled —"as I may take measures to secure my honor and communicate them to you.