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Anna
looked
at
Dolly
’
s
thin
,
care
-
worn
face
,
with
its
wrinkles
filled
with
dust
from
the
road
,
and
she
was
on
the
point
of
saying
what
she
was
thinking
,
that
is
,
that
Dolly
had
got
thinner
.
But
,
conscious
that
she
herself
had
grown
handsomer
,
and
that
Dolly
’
s
eyes
were
telling
her
so
,
she
sighed
and
began
to
speak
about
herself
.
“
You
are
looking
at
me
,
”
she
said
,
“
and
wondering
how
I
can
be
happy
in
my
position
?
Well
!
it
’
s
shameful
to
confess
,
but
I
.
.
.
I
’
m
inexcusably
happy
.
Something
magical
has
happened
to
me
,
like
a
dream
,
when
you
’
re
frightened
,
panic
-
stricken
,
and
all
of
a
sudden
you
wake
up
and
all
the
horrors
are
no
more
.
I
have
waked
up
.
I
have
lived
through
the
misery
,
the
dread
,
and
now
for
a
long
while
past
,
especially
since
we
’
ve
been
here
,
I
’
ve
been
so
happy
!
.
.
.
”
she
said
,
with
a
timid
smile
of
inquiry
looking
at
Dolly
.
“
How
glad
I
am
!
”
said
Dolly
smiling
,
involuntarily
speaking
more
coldly
than
she
wanted
to
.
“
I
’
m
very
glad
for
you
.
Why
haven
’
t
you
written
to
me
?
”
“
Why
?
.
.
.
Because
I
hadn
’
t
the
courage
.
.
.
.
You
forget
my
position
.
.
.
.
”
“
To
me
?
Hadn
’
t
the
courage
?
If
you
knew
how
I
.
.
.
I
look
at
.
.
.
.
”
Darya
Alexandrovna
wanted
to
express
her
thoughts
of
the
morning
,
but
for
some
reason
it
seemed
to
her
now
out
of
place
to
do
so
.
“
But
of
that
we
’
ll
talk
later
.
What
’
s
this
,
what
are
all
these
buildings
?
”
she
asked
,
wanting
to
change
the
conversation
and
pointing
to
the
red
and
green
roofs
that
came
into
view
behind
the
green
hedges
of
acacia
and
lilac
.
“
Quite
a
little
town
.
”
But
Anna
did
not
answer
.
“
No
,
no
!
How
do
you
look
at
my
position
,
what
do
you
think
of
it
?
”
she
asked
.
“
I
consider
.
.
.
.
”
Darya
Alexandrovna
was
beginning
,
but
at
that
instant
Vassenka
Veslovsky
,
having
brought
the
cob
to
gallop
with
the
right
leg
foremost
,
galloped
past
them
,
bumping
heavily
up
and
down
in
his
short
jacket
on
the
chamois
leather
of
the
side
saddle
.
“
He
’
s
doing
it
,
Anna
Arkadyevna
!
”
he
shouted
.
