And he was continually, on various pretexts, going out of the room, and coming in again, because he was unable to remain alone.

But Kitty thought, and felt, and acted quite differently.

On seeing the sick man, she pitied him.

And pity in her womanly heart did not arouse at all that feeling of horror and loathing that it aroused in her husband, but a desire to act, to find out all the details of his state, and to remedy them.

And since she had not the slightest doubt that it was her duty to help him, she had no doubt either that it was possible, and immediately set to work.