Never mind,” she said, laying her hand on his, “come along, I must talk to you.” Donkey on the naughty list and I regret nothing shirt.  He saw that something had happened, and that the interview would not be a joyous one. In her presence he had no will of his own: without knowing the grounds of her distress, he already felt the same distress unconsciously passing over him.

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“What is it? what?” he asked her, squeezing her hand with his elbow, and trying to read her thoughts in her face. Donkey on the naughty list and I regret nothing shirt.  She walked on a few steps in silence, gathering up her courage; then suddenly she stopped. “I did not tell you yesterday,” she began, breathing quickly and painfully, “that coming home with Alexey Alexandrovitch I told him everything…told him I could not be his wife, that…and told him everything.” He heard her, unconsciously bending his whole figure down to her as though hoping in this way to soften the hardness of her position for her. But directly she had said this he suddenly drew himself up, and a proud and hard expression came over his face.

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“Yes, yes, that’s better, a thousand times better! I know how painful it was,” he said. But she was not listening to his words, she was reading his thoughts from the expression of his face. She could not guess that that expression arose from the first idea that presented itself to Vronsky–that a duel was now inevitable. The idea of a duel had never crossed her mind, and so she put a different interpretation on this passing expression of hardness.