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“
No
,
Dolly
,
darling
!
.
.
.
Well
,
we
’
ll
see
.
Come
along
,
come
along
!
”
and
Anna
led
Dolly
to
her
room
.
That
room
was
not
the
smart
guest
chamber
Vronsky
had
suggested
,
but
the
one
of
which
Anna
had
said
that
Dolly
would
excuse
it
.
And
this
room
,
for
which
excuse
was
needed
,
was
more
full
of
luxury
than
any
in
which
Dolly
had
ever
stayed
,
a
luxury
that
reminded
her
of
the
best
hotels
abroad
.
“
Well
,
darling
,
how
happy
I
am
!
”
Anna
said
,
sitting
down
in
her
riding
habit
for
a
moment
beside
Dolly
.
“
Tell
me
about
all
of
you
.
Stiva
I
had
only
a
glimpse
of
,
and
he
cannot
tell
one
about
the
children
.
How
is
my
favorite
,
Tanya
?
Quite
a
big
girl
,
I
expect
?
”
“
Yes
,
she
’
s
very
tall
,
”
Darya
Alexandrovna
answered
shortly
,
surprised
herself
that
she
should
respond
so
coolly
about
her
children
.
“
We
are
having
a
delightful
stay
at
the
Levins
’
,
”
she
added
.
“
Oh
,
if
I
had
known
,
”
said
Anna
,
“
that
you
do
not
despise
me
!
.
.
.
You
might
have
all
come
to
us
.
Stiva
’
s
an
old
friend
and
a
great
friend
of
Alexey
’
s
,
you
know
,
”
she
added
,
and
suddenly
she
blushed
.
“
Yes
,
but
we
are
all
.
.
.
.
”
Dolly
answered
in
confusion
.
“
But
in
my
delight
I
’
m
talking
nonsense
.
The
one
thing
,
darling
,
is
that
I
am
so
glad
to
have
you
!
”
said
Anna
,
kissing
her
again
.
“
You
haven
’
t
told
me
yet
how
and
what
you
think
about
me
,
and
I
keep
wanting
to
know
.
But
I
’
m
glad
you
will
see
me
as
I
am
.
The
chief
thing
I
shouldn
’
t
like
would
be
for
people
to
imagine
I
want
to
prove
anything
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
prove
anything
;
I
merely
want
to
live
,
to
do
no
one
harm
but
myself
I
have
the
right
to
do
that
,
haven
’
t
I
?
But
it
is
a
big
subject
,
and
we
’
ll
talk
over
everything
properly
later
.
Now
I
’
ll
go
and
dress
and
send
a
maid
to
you
.
”
Left
alone
,
Darya
Alexandrovna
,
with
a
good
housewife
’
s
eye
,
scanned
her
room
.
All
she
had
seen
in
entering
the
house
and
walking
through
it
,
and
all
she
saw
now
in
her
room
,
gave
her
an
impression
of
wealth
and
sumptuousness
and
of
that
modern
European
luxury
of
which
she
had
only
read
in
English
novels
,
but
had
never
seen
in
Russia
and
in
the
country
.
Everything
was
new
from
the
new
French
hangings
on
the
walls
to
the
carpet
which
covered
the
whole
floor
.
The
bed
had
a
spring
mattress
,
and
a
special
sort
of
bolster
and
silk
pillowcases
on
the
little
pillows
.
The
marble
washstand
,
the
dressing
table
,
the
little
sofa
,
the
tables
,
the
bronze
clock
on
the
chimney
piece
,
the
window
curtains
,
and
the
portières
were
all
new
and
expensive
.
The
smart
maid
,
who
came
in
to
offer
her
services
,
with
her
hair
done
up
high
,
and
a
gown
more
fashionable
than
Dolly
’
s
,
was
as
new
and
expensive
as
the
whole
room
.
Darya
Alexandrovna
liked
her
neatness
,
her
deferential
and
obliging
manners
,
but
she
felt
ill
at
ease
with
her
.
She
felt
ashamed
of
her
seeing
the
patched
dressing
jacket
that
had
unluckily
been
packed
by
mistake
for
her
.
She
was
ashamed
of
the
very
patches
and
darned
places
of
which
she
had
been
so
proud
at
home
.
At
home
it
had
been
so
clear
that
for
six
dressing
jackets
there
would
be
needed
twenty
-
four
yards
of
nainsook
at
sixteen
pence
the
yard
,
which
was
a
matter
of
thirty
shillings
besides
the
cutting
-
out
and
making
,
and
these
thirty
shillings
had
been
saved
.
But
before
the
maid
she
felt
,
if
not
exactly
ashamed
,
at
least
uncomfortable
.
