| PART 2
Chapter 27
 Anna was upstairs, standing before the looking glass, and, with
 Annushka's assistance, pinning the last ribbon on her gown when
 she heard carriage wheels crunching the gravel at the entrance. "It's too early for Betsy," she thought, and glancing out of the
 window she caught sight of the carriage and the black hat of
 Alexey Alexandrovitch, and the ears that she knew so well
 sticking up each side of it.  "How unlucky! Can he be going to
 stay the night?" she wondered, and the thought of all that might
 come of such a chance struck her as so awful and terrible that,
 without dwelling on it for a moment, she went down to meet him
 with a bright and radiant face; and conscious of the presence of
 that spirit of falsehood and deceit in herself that she had come
 to know of late, she abandoned herself to that spirit and began
 talking, hardly knowing what she was saying. "Ah, how nice of you!" she said, giving her husband her hand, and
 greeting Sludin, who was like one of the family, with a smile.
 "You're staying the night, I hope?" was the first word the spirit
 of falsehood prompted her to utter; "and now we'll go together.
 Only it's a pity I've promised Betsy.  She's coming for me." Alexey Alexandrovitch knit his brows at Betsy's name. "Oh, I'm not going to separate the inseparables," he said in his
 usual bantering tone.  "I'm going with Mihail Vassilievitch.  I'm
 ordered exercise by the doctors too.  I'll walk, and fancy myself
 at the springs again." "There's no hurry," said Anna.  "Would you like tea?" She rang. "Bring in tea, and tell Seryozha that Alexey Alexandrovitch is
 here.  Well, tell me, how have you been? Mihail Vassilievitch,
 you've not been to see me before.  Look how lovely it is out on
 the terrace," she said, turning first to one and then to the
 other. |