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Vronsky
had
not
yet
seen
Anna
.
He
purposely
avoided
looking
in
her
direction
.
But
he
knew
by
the
direction
of
people
’
s
eyes
where
she
was
.
He
looked
round
discreetly
,
but
he
was
not
seeking
her
;
expecting
the
worst
,
his
eyes
sought
for
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
.
To
his
relief
Alexey
Alexandrovitch
was
not
in
the
theater
that
evening
.
“
How
little
of
the
military
man
there
is
left
in
you
!
”
Serpuhovskoy
was
saying
to
him
.
“
A
diplomat
,
an
artist
,
something
of
that
sort
,
one
would
say
.
”
“
Yes
,
it
was
like
going
back
home
when
I
put
on
a
black
coat
,
”
answered
Vronsky
,
smiling
and
slowly
taking
out
his
opera
-
glass
.
“
Well
,
I
’
ll
own
I
envy
you
there
.
When
I
come
back
from
abroad
and
put
on
this
,
”
he
touched
his
epaulets
,
“
I
regret
my
freedom
.
”
Serpuhovskoy
had
long
given
up
all
hope
of
Vronsky
’
s
career
,
but
he
liked
him
as
before
,
and
was
now
particularly
cordial
to
him
.
“
What
a
pity
you
were
not
in
time
for
the
first
act
!
”
Vronsky
,
listening
with
one
ear
,
moved
his
opera
-
glass
from
the
stalls
and
scanned
the
boxes
.
Near
a
lady
in
a
turban
and
a
bald
old
man
,
who
seemed
to
wave
angrily
in
the
moving
opera
-
glass
,
Vronsky
suddenly
caught
sight
of
Anna
’
s
head
,
proud
,
strikingly
beautiful
,
and
smiling
in
the
frame
of
lace
.
She
was
in
the
fifth
box
,
twenty
paces
from
him
.
She
was
sitting
in
front
,
and
slightly
turning
,
was
saying
something
to
Yashvin
.
The
setting
of
her
head
on
her
handsome
,
broad
shoulders
,
and
the
restrained
excitement
and
brilliance
of
her
eyes
and
her
whole
face
reminded
him
of
her
just
as
he
had
seen
her
at
the
ball
in
Moscow
.
But
he
felt
utterly
different
towards
her
beauty
now
.
In
his
feeling
for
her
now
there
was
no
element
of
mystery
,
and
so
her
beauty
,
though
it
attracted
him
even
more
intensely
than
before
,
gave
him
now
a
sense
of
injury
.
She
was
not
looking
in
his
direction
,
but
Vronsky
felt
that
she
had
seen
him
already
.
When
Vronsky
turned
the
opera
-
glass
again
in
that
direction
,
he
noticed
that
Princess
Varvara
was
particularly
red
,
and
kept
laughing
unnaturally
and
looking
round
at
the
next
box
.
Anna
,
folding
her
fan
and
tapping
it
on
the
red
velvet
,
was
gazing
away
and
did
not
see
,
and
obviously
did
not
wish
to
see
,
what
was
taking
place
in
the
next
box
.
Yashvin
’
s
face
wore
the
expression
which
was
common
when
he
was
losing
at
cards
.
Scowling
,
he
sucked
the
left
end
of
his
mustache
further
and
further
into
his
mouth
,
and
cast
sidelong
glances
at
the
next
box
.
