But she would not listen to him.
"If you are going to Moscow, I shall go with you; I will not stay here alone. .... We must either live together or separate."
"But you know I ask nothing more than to live with you, but for that ...."
"The divorce is necessary. I will write him. I see that I cannot continue to live in this way But I am going with you to Moscow."
"You really threaten me; but all I ask in the world is not to be separated from you," said Vronsky, smiling.
As the count spoke these affectionate words, the look in his eyes was not only icy, but wrathful, like that of a man persecuted and exasperated.
She saw his look and accurately read its meaning.
"If this is so, then it is misfortune!" said this look. The expression was only momentary, but she never forgot it.
Anna wrote to her husband, begging him to grant the divorce, and toward the end of November, after separating from the Princess Varvara, who had to go to Petersburg, she went to Moscow with Vronsky. Expecting every day to get Alekseï Aleksandrovitch's reply, and immediately afterward to secure the divorce, they set up their establishment as if they were married.
