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tenderness that his sentle, soothing words and s as almond oil And Anna soon felt this

"No, Stiva," she said, "I'm lost, lost! worse than lost! I can't

say yet that all is over; on the contrary, I feel that it's not

over I' that must snap But it's not

ended yetand it will have a fearful end"

"Nobe loosened, little by little

There's no position froht, and thought Only one"

Again he knew from her terrified eyes that this one way of escape

in her thought was death, and he would not let her say it

"Not at all," he said "Listen to me You can't see your own

position as I can Let ain

he sin fro You married a man twenty years older than yourself

Youwhat love was It

was a mistake, let's admit"

"A fearful mistake!" said Anna