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“
No
,
stay
as
you
were
,
”
said
Anna
,
coming
up
,
“
and
we
’
ll
go
in
the
carriage
,
”
and
taking
Dolly
’
s
arm
,
she
drew
her
away
.
Darya
Alexandrovna
’
s
eyes
were
fairly
dazzled
by
the
elegant
carriage
of
a
pattern
she
had
never
seen
before
,
the
splendid
horses
,
and
the
elegant
and
gorgeous
people
surrounding
her
.
But
what
struck
her
most
of
all
was
the
change
that
had
taken
place
in
Anna
,
whom
she
knew
so
well
and
loved
.
Any
other
woman
,
a
less
close
observer
,
not
knowing
Anna
before
,
or
not
having
thought
as
Darya
Alexandrovna
had
been
thinking
on
the
road
,
would
not
have
noticed
anything
special
in
Anna
.
But
now
Dolly
was
struck
by
that
temporary
beauty
,
which
is
only
found
in
women
during
the
moments
of
love
,
and
which
she
saw
now
in
Anna
’
s
face
.
Everything
in
her
face
,
the
clearly
marked
dimples
in
her
cheeks
and
chin
,
the
line
of
her
lips
,
the
smile
which
,
as
it
were
,
fluttered
about
her
face
,
the
brilliance
of
her
eyes
,
the
grace
and
rapidity
of
her
movements
,
the
fulness
of
the
notes
of
her
voice
,
even
the
manner
in
which
,
with
a
sort
of
angry
friendliness
,
she
answered
Veslovsky
when
he
asked
permission
to
get
on
her
cob
,
so
as
to
teach
it
to
gallop
with
the
right
leg
foremost
—
it
was
all
peculiarly
fascinating
,
and
it
seemed
as
if
she
were
herself
aware
of
it
,
and
rejoicing
in
it
When
both
the
women
were
seated
in
the
carriage
,
a
sudden
embarrassment
came
over
both
of
them
.
Anna
was
disconcerted
by
the
intent
look
of
inquiry
Dolly
fixed
upon
her
.
Dolly
was
embarrassed
because
after
Sviazhsky
’
s
phrase
about
“
this
vehicle
,
”
she
could
not
help
feeling
ashamed
of
the
dirty
old
carriage
in
which
Anna
was
sitting
with
her
.
The
coachman
Philip
and
the
counting
-
house
clerk
were
experiencing
the
same
sensation
.
The
counting
-
house
clerk
,
to
conceal
his
confusion
,
busied
himself
settling
the
ladies
,
but
Philip
the
coachman
became
sullen
,
and
was
bracing
himself
not
to
be
overawed
in
future
by
this
external
superiority
.
He
smiled
ironically
,
looking
at
the
raven
horse
,
and
was
already
deciding
in
his
own
mind
that
this
smart
trotter
in
the
char
-
à
-
banc
was
only
good
for
promenage
,
and
wouldn
’
t
do
thirty
miles
straight
off
in
the
heat
.
The
peasants
had
all
got
up
from
the
cart
and
were
inquisitively
and
mirthfully
staring
at
the
meeting
of
the
friends
,
making
their
comments
on
it
.
“
They
’
re
pleased
,
too
;
haven
’
t
seen
each
other
for
a
long
while
,
”
said
the
curly
-
headed
old
man
with
the
bast
round
his
hair
.
“
I
say
,
Uncle
Gerasim
,
if
we
could
take
that
raven
horse
now
,
to
cart
the
corn
,
that
’
ud
be
quick
work
!
”
“
Look
-
ee
!
Is
that
a
woman
in
breeches
?
”
said
one
of
them
,
pointing
to
Vassenka
Veslovsky
sitting
in
a
side
saddle
.
“
Nay
,
a
man
!
See
how
smartly
he
’
s
going
it
!
”
“
Eh
,
lads
!
seems
we
’
re
not
going
to
sleep
,
then
?
”
“
What
chance
of
sleep
today
!
”
said
the
old
man
,
with
a
sidelong
look
at
the
sun
.
“
Midday
’
s
past
,
look
-
ee
!
Get
your
hooks
,
and
come
along
!
”
