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When she got her husband's letter, she knew then at the bottom of

her heart that everything would go on in the old way, that she

would not have the strength of will to forego her position, to

abandon her son, and to join her lover. The morning spent at

Princess Tverskaya's had confirmed her still more in this. But

this interview was still of the utmost gravity for her. She hoped

that this interview would transform her position, and save her.

If on hearing this news he were to say to her resolutely,

passionately, without an instant's wavering: "Throw up everything

and come with me!" she would give up her son and go away with

him. But this news had not produced what she had expected in him;

he simply seemed as though he were resenting some affront.

"It was not in the least painful to me. It happened of itself,"

she said irritably; "and see...." she pulled her husband's letter

out of her glove.