Dolly’s agitation had an effect on Alexey Alexandrovitch. He got up and submissively followed her to the schoolroom. They sat down to a table covered with an oilcloth cut in slits by penknives. Deftones shirt.  “I don’t, I don’t believe it!” Dolly said, trying to catch his glance that avoided her. “One cannot disbelieve facts, Darya Alexandrovna,” said he, with an emphasis on the word “facts.”

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“But what has she done?” said Darya Alexandrovna. “What precisely has she done?” Deftones shirt.  “She has forsaken her duty, and deceived her husband. That’s what she has done,” said he. “No, no, it can’t be! No, for God’s sake, you are mistaken,” said Dolly, putting her hands to her temples and closing her eyes. Alexey Alexandrovitch smiled coldly, with his lips alone, meaning to signify to her and himself the firmness of his conviction; but this warm defense, though it could not shake him, reopened his wound. He began to speak with greater heat. “It is extremely difficult to be mistaken when a wife herself informs her husband of the fact–informs him that eight years of her life, and a son, all that’s a mistake, and that she wants to begin life again,” he said angrily, with a snort.

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“Anna and sin–I cannot connect them, I cannot believe it!” “Darya Alexandrovna,” he said, now looking straight into Dolly’s kindly, troubled face, and feeling that his tongue was being loosened in spite of himself, “I would give a great deal for doubt to be still possible. When I doubted, I was miserable, but it was better than now. When I doubted, I had hope; but now there is no hope, and still I doubt of everything. I am in such doubt of everything that I even hate my son, and sometimes do not believe he is my son. I am very unhappy.”