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In
that
box
on
the
left
were
the
Kartasovs
.
Vronsky
knew
them
,
and
knew
that
Anna
was
acquainted
with
them
.
Madame
Kartasova
,
a
thin
little
woman
,
was
standing
up
in
her
box
,
and
,
her
back
turned
upon
Anna
,
she
was
putting
on
a
mantle
that
her
husband
was
holding
for
her
.
Her
face
was
pale
and
angry
,
and
she
was
talking
excitedly
.
Kartasov
,
a
fat
,
bald
man
,
was
continually
looking
round
at
Anna
,
while
he
attempted
to
soothe
his
wife
.
When
the
wife
had
gone
out
,
the
husband
lingered
a
long
while
,
and
tried
to
catch
Anna
’
s
eye
,
obviously
anxious
to
bow
to
her
.
But
Anna
,
with
unmistakable
intention
,
avoided
noticing
him
,
and
talked
to
Yashvin
,
whose
cropped
head
was
bent
down
to
her
.
Kartasov
went
out
without
making
his
salutation
,
and
the
box
was
left
empty
.
Vronsky
could
not
understand
exactly
what
had
passed
between
the
Kartasovs
and
Anna
,
but
he
saw
that
something
humiliating
for
Anna
had
happened
.
He
knew
this
both
from
what
he
had
seen
,
and
most
of
all
from
the
face
of
Anna
,
who
,
he
could
see
,
was
taxing
every
nerve
to
carry
through
the
part
she
had
taken
up
.
And
in
maintaining
this
attitude
of
external
composure
she
was
completely
successful
.
Anyone
who
did
not
know
her
and
her
circle
,
who
had
not
heard
all
the
utterances
of
the
women
expressive
of
commiseration
,
indignation
,
and
amazement
,
that
she
should
show
herself
in
society
,
and
show
herself
so
conspicuously
with
her
lace
and
her
beauty
,
would
have
admired
the
serenity
and
loveliness
of
this
woman
without
a
suspicion
that
she
was
undergoing
the
sensations
of
a
man
in
the
stocks
.
Knowing
that
something
had
happened
,
but
not
knowing
precisely
what
,
Vronsky
felt
a
thrill
of
agonizing
anxiety
,
and
hoping
to
find
out
something
,
he
went
towards
his
brother
’
s
box
.
Purposely
choosing
the
way
round
furthest
from
Anna
’
s
box
,
he
jostled
as
he
came
out
against
the
colonel
of
his
old
regiment
talking
to
two
acquaintances
.
Vronsky
heard
the
name
of
Madame
Karenina
,
and
noticed
how
the
colonel
hastened
to
address
Vronsky
loudly
by
name
,
with
a
meaning
glance
at
his
companions
.
“
Ah
,
Vronsky
!
When
are
you
coming
to
the
regiment
?
We
can
’
t
let
you
off
without
a
supper
.
You
’
re
one
of
the
old
set
,
”
said
the
colonel
of
his
regiment
.
“
I
can
’
t
stop
,
awfully
sorry
,
another
time
,
”
said
Vronsky
,
and
he
ran
upstairs
towards
his
brother
’
s
box
.
The
old
countess
,
Vronsky
’
s
mother
,
with
her
steel
-
gray
curls
,
was
in
his
brother
’
s
box
.
Varya
with
the
young
Princess
Sorokina
met
him
in
the
corridor
.
Leaving
the
Princess
Sorokina
with
her
mother
,
Varya
held
out
her
hand
to
her
brother
-
in
-
law
,
and
began
immediately
to
speak
of
what
interested
him
.
She
was
more
excited
than
he
had
ever
seen
her
.
“
I
think
it
’
s
mean
and
hateful
,
and
Madame
Kartasova
had
no
right
to
do
it
.
Madame
Karenina
.
.
.
.
”
she
began
.
“
But
what
is
it
?
I
don
’
t
know
.
”
“
What
?
you
’
ve
not
heard
?
”
