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"What can I write?" she thought. "What can I decide upon alone?

What do I know? What do I want? What is there I care for?" Again

she felt that her soul was beginning to be split in two. She was

terrified again at this feeling, and clutched at the first

pretext for doing something which might divert her thoughts from

herself. "I ought to see Alexey" (so she called Vronsky in her

thoughts); "no one but he can tell me what I ought to do. I'll go

to Betsy's, perhaps I shall see him there," she said to herself,

completely forgetting that when she had told him the day before

that she was not going to Princess Tverskaya's, he had said that

in that case he should not go either. She went up to the table,

wrote to her husband, "I have received your letter.-A."; and,

ringing the bell, gave it to the footman.

"We are not going," she said to Annushka, as she came in.

"Not going at all?"

"No; don't unpack till tomorrow, and let the carriage wait. I'm

going to the princess's."