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At the end of the evening Kitty told her mother of her

conversation with Levin, and in spite of all the pity she felt

for Levin, she was glad at the thought that she had received an

offer. She had no doubt that she had acted rightly. But after she

had gone to bed, for a long while she could not sleep. One

impression pursued her relentlessly. It was Levin's face, with

his scowling brows, and his kind eyes looking out in dark

dejection below them, as he stood listening to her father, and

glancing at her and at Vronsky. And she felt so sorry for him

that tears came into her eyes. But immediately she thought of the

man for whom she had given him up. She vividly recalled his

manly, resolute face, his noble self-possession, and the good

nature conspicuous in everything towards everyone. She remembered

the love for her of the man she loved, and once more all was

gladness in her soul, and she lay on the pillow, smiling with

happiness. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry; but what could I do?