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"Full, full reconciliation, full," thought Anna; "thank God!" and

rejoicing that she was the cause of it, she went up to Dolly and

kissed her.

"Not at all. Why do you always look down on me and Matvey?" said

Stepan Arkadyevitch, smiling hardly perceptibly, and addressing

his wife.

The whole evening Dolly was, as always, a little mocking in her

tone to her husband, while Stepan Arkadyevitch was happy and

cheerful, but not so as to seem as though, having been forgiven,

he had forgotten his offense.

At half-past nine o'clock a particularly joyful and pleasant

family conversation over the tea-table at the Oblonskys' was

broken up by an apparently simple incident. But this simple

incident for some reason struck everyone as strange. Talking

about common acquaintances in Petersburg, Anna got up quickly.

"She is in my album," she said; "and, by the way, I'll show you

my Seryozha," she added, with a mother's smile of pride.