But she did not hear him.

`If you go to Moscow, I will go too. I will not stay here. Either we must separate or else live together.'

`Why, you know, that's my one desire. But to do that...'

`We must get a divorce. I will write to him. I see I cannot go on like this.... But I will come with you to Moscow.'

`You talk as if you were threatening me. But I desire nothing so much as never to be parted from you,' said Vronsky, smiling.

But as he said these words there gleamed in his eyes not merely a cold look, but the vindictive look of a man persecuted and made cruel.

She saw the look and correctly divined its meaning.

`And, if things have come to such a pass, it's a calamity!' that glance told her. It was a moment's impression, but she never forgot it.

Anna wrote to her husband asking him about a divorce, and toward the end of November, taking leave of Princess Varvara, who wanted to go to Peterburg, she went with Vronsky to Moscow. Expecting every day an answer from Alexei Alexandrovich, and after that the divorce, they now established themselves together, like married people.