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Anna Semyónovna! he exclaimed at last, not loudly, but with peculiar force,
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I do not know! she said, after the lapse of several minutes.--
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God is my witness, I do not know! she continued impetuously, perceiving that Arátoff had flung his hands apart as though he did not believe her....
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From the very time she arrived here she seemed to be thoughtful, gloomy. Something must infallibly have happened to her in Moscow, which I was not able to divine! But, on the contrary, on that fatal day, she seemed ... if not more cheerful, at any rate more tranquil than usual. I did not even have any forebodings,
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You see, she began again,
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Anna Semyónovna, began Arátoff, after waiting a little:
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To unhappy love? interrupted Anna, removing her hands from her face with a jerk.
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That is a calumny, a calumny, a lie!... My unsullied, unapproachable Kátya ... Kátya! ... and an unhappy, rejected love? And would not I have known about that?... Everybody, everybody fell in love with her ... but she.... And whom could she have fallen in love with here? Who, out of all these men, was worthy of her? Who had attained to that ideal of honour, uprightness, purity,--most of all, purity,--which she constantly held before her, in spite of all her defects?... Reject her ... her....