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There was probably something unusual about Anna, for Betsy

noticed it at once.

"I slept badly," answered Anna, looking intently at the footman

who came to meet them, and, as she supposed, brought Vronsky's

note.

"How glad I am you've come!" said Betsy. "I'm tired, and was just

longing to have some tea before they come. You might go"-she

turned to Tushkevitch-"with Masha, and try the croquet ground

over there where they've been cutting it. We shall have time to

talk a little over tea; we'll have a cozy chat, eh?" she said in

English to Anna, with a smile, pressing the hand with which she

held a parasol.