" "Stiva says that _he_ has agreed to everything, but I can't accept _his_ generosity," she said, looking dreamily past Vronsky's face.

"I don't want a divorce; it's all the same to me now.

Only I don't know what he will decide about Seryozha.

" He could not conceive how at this moment of their meeting she could remember and think of her son, of divorce.