The sight of Vronsky's tears made Karenin aware of the approach of that mental perturbation which other people's visible sufferings always aroused in him, and turning away his head he went toward the door without heeding what Vronsky was saying. Anna's voice, talking about something, came from the bedroom.
Karenin, al ver las lágrimas de Vronsky, se sintió invadido por aquel desconcierto espiritual que le producía siempre el aspecto del sufrimiento. Sin terminar de escuchar las palabras de Vronsky, cruzó precipitadamente el umbral de la alcoba.