You must consider, I am not his wife; he loves me as long as he loves me.

And how am I to keep his love? Not like this!" She moved her white hands in a curve before her waist with extraordinary rapidity, as happens during moments of excitement; ideas and memories rushed into Darya Alexandrovna's head.

" I," she thought, "did not keep my attraction for Stiva; he left me for others, and the first woman for whom he betrayed me did not keep him by being always pretty and lively.

He deserted her and took another.