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Seeing Alexey Alexandrovitch with his Petersburg face and

severely self-confident figure, in his round hat, with his rather

prominent spine, he believed in him, and was aware of a

disagreeable sensation, such as a man might feel tortured by

thirst, who, on reaching a spring, should find a dog, a sheep, or

a pig, who has drunk of it and muddied the water. Alexey

Alexandrovitch's manner of walking, with a swing of the hips and

flat feet, particularly annoyed Vronsky. He could recognize in no

one but himself an indubitable right to love her. But she was

still the same, and the sight of her affected him the same way,

physically reviving him, stirring him, and filling his soul with

rapture. He told his German valet, who ran up to him from the

second class, to take his things and go on, and he himself went

up to her. He saw the first meeting between the husband and wife,

and noted with a lover's insight the signs of slight reserve with

which she spoke to her husband.