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"But here's this lady too, and others very much moved as well;

it's very natural," Alexey Alexandrovitch told himself. He tried

not to look at her, but unconsciously his eyes were drawn to her.

He examined that face again, trying not to read what was so

plainly written on it, and against his own will, with horror read

on it what he did not want to know.

The first fall-Kuzovlev's, at the stream-agitated everyone, but

Alexey Alexandrovitch saw distinctly on Anna's pale, triumphant

face that the man she was watching had not fallen. When, after

Mahotin and Vronsky had cleared the worst barrier, the next

officer had been thrown straight on his head at it and fatally

injured, and a shudder of horror passed over the whole public,

Alexey Alexandrovitch saw that Anna did not even notice it, and

had some difficulty in realizing what they were talking of about

her. But more and more often, and with greater persistence, he

watched her. Anna, wholly engrossed as she was with the race,

became aware of her husband's cold eyes fixed upon her from one

side.