She could not say good-bye, but the expression
on her face said it, and he understood.
“Darling, darling Kootik!” she used
the name by which she had called him when
he was little,
“you won’t forget me?
You.. ” but she could say no more.
How often afterwards she thought of words she
might have said. But now she did not know how
to say it, and could say nothing. But Seryozha
knew all she wanted to say to him. He understood
that she was unhappy and loved him.
excerpt from Anna Karenina