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Alexey
Alexandrovitch
glanced
with
his
weary
eyes
at
Vronsky
.
“
Delighted
,
”
he
said
coldly
.
“
On
Mondays
we
’
re
at
home
.
Most
fortunate
,
”
he
said
to
his
wife
,
dismissing
Vronsky
altogether
,
“
that
I
should
just
have
half
an
hour
to
meet
you
,
so
that
I
can
prove
my
devotion
,
”
he
went
on
in
the
same
jesting
tone
.
“
You
lay
too
much
stress
on
your
devotion
for
me
to
value
it
much
,
”
she
responded
in
the
same
jesting
tone
,
involuntarily
listening
to
the
sound
of
Vronsky
’
s
steps
behind
them
.
“
But
what
has
it
to
do
with
me
?
”
she
said
to
herself
,
and
she
began
asking
her
husband
how
Seryozha
had
got
on
without
her
.
“
Oh
,
capitally
!
Mariette
says
he
has
been
very
good
,
And
.
.
.
I
must
disappoint
you
.
.
.
but
he
has
not
missed
you
as
your
husband
has
But
once
more
merci
,
my
dear
,
for
giving
me
a
day
.
Our
dear
Samovar
will
be
delighted
.
(
He
used
to
call
the
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
,
well
known
in
society
,
a
samovar
,
because
she
was
always
bubbling
over
with
excitement
.
)
“
She
has
been
continually
asking
after
you
.
And
,
do
you
know
,
if
I
may
venture
to
advise
you
,
you
should
go
and
see
her
today
.
You
know
how
she
takes
everything
to
heart
.
Just
now
,
with
all
her
own
cares
,
she
’
s
anxious
about
the
Oblonskys
being
brought
together
.
”
The
Countess
Lidia
Ivanovna
was
a
friend
of
her
husband
’
s
,
and
the
center
of
that
one
of
the
coteries
of
the
Petersburg
world
with
which
Anna
was
,
through
her
husband
,
in
the
closest
relations
.
“
But
you
know
I
wrote
to
her
?
”
“
Still
she
’
ll
want
to
hear
details
.
Go
and
see
her
,
if
you
’
re
not
too
tired
,
my
dear
.
Well
,
Kondraty
will
take
you
in
the
carriage
,
while
I
go
to
my
committee
.
I
shall
not
be
alone
at
dinner
again
,
”
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
went
on
,
no
longer
in
a
sarcastic
tone
.
“
You
wouldn
’
t
believe
how
I
’
ve
missed
.
.
.
.
”
And
with
a
long
pressure
of
her
hand
and
a
meaning
smile
,
he
put
her
in
her
carriage
.
The
first
person
to
meet
Anna
at
home
was
her
son
.
He
dashed
down
the
stairs
to
her
,
in
spite
of
the
governess
’
s
call
,
and
with
desperate
joy
shrieked
:
“
Mother
!
mother
!
”
Running
up
to
her
,
he
hung
on
her
neck
.
“
I
told
you
it
was
mother
!
”
he
shouted
to
the
governess
.
“
I
knew
!
”
