"What a position!" he thought.

" If he would fight, would stand up for his honor, I could act, could express my feelings; but this weakness or baseness....

He puts me in the position of playing false, which I never meant and never mean to do.

" Vronsky's ideas had changed since the day of his conversation with Anna in the Vrede garden.

Unconsciously yielding to the weakness of Anna--who had surrendered herself up to him utterly, and simply looked to him to decide her fate, ready to submit to anything--he had long ceased to think that their tie might end as he had thought then.