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"But, Anna," said Vronsky, in a soft and persuasive voice, trying

to soothe her, "we absolutely uided by the line he takes"

"What, run away?"

"And why not run away? I don't see hoe can keep on like this

And not for my sake--I see that you suffer"

"Yes, run away, and becorily

"Anna," he said, with reproachful tenderness

"Yes," she went on, "becoain she would have said "my son," but she could not utter that

word

Vronsky could not understand how she, with her strong and

truthful nature, could endure this state of deceit, and not long

to get out of it But he did not suspect that the chief cause of

it was the word--_son_, which she could not bring herself to

pronounce When she thought of her son, and his future attitude

to his mother, who had abandoned his father, she felt such terror

at what she had done, that she could not face it; but, like a

wo assurances

that everything would reet the fearful question of hoould be

with her son