PART 6
Chapter 24
 (continued)
Darya Alexandrovna disliked taking leave of Princess Varvara and
 the gentlemen of the party.  After a day spent together, both she
 and her hosts were distinctly aware that they did not get on
 together, and that it was better for them not to meet.  Only Anna
 was sad.  She knew that now, from Dolly's departure, no one again
 would stir up within her soul the feelings that had been roused
 by their conversation.  It hurt her to stir up these feelings,
 but yet she knew that that was the best part of her soul, and
 that that part of her soul would quickly be smothered in the life
 she was leading. 
As she drove out into the open country, Darya Alexandrovna had a
 delightful sense of relief, and she felt tempted to ask the two
 men how they had liked being at Vronsky's, when suddenly the
 coachman, Philip, expressed himself unasked: 
"Rolling in wealth they may be, but three pots of oats was all
 they gave us.  Everything cleared up till there wasn't a grain
 left by cockcrow.  What are three pots?  A mere mouthful!  And
 oats now down to forty-five kopecks.  At our place, no fear, all
 comers may have as much as they can eat." 
"The master's a screw," put in the counting house clerk. 
"Well, did you like their horses?" asked Dolly. 
"The horses!--there's no two opinions about them.  And the food
 was good.  But it seemed to me sort of dreary there, Darya
 Alexandrovna.  I don't know what you thought," he said, turning
 his handsome, good-natured face to her. 
"I thought so too.  Well, shall we get home by evening?" 
"Eh, we must!" 
On reaching home and finding everyone entirely satisfactory and
 particularly charming, Darya Alexandrovna began with great
 liveliness telling them how she had arrived, how warmly they had
 received her, of the luxury and good taste in which the Vronskys
 lived, and of their recreations, and she would not allow a word
 to be said against them. 
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