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Precisely at twelve o'clock, when Anna was still sitting at her

writing-table, finishing a letter to Dolly, she heard the sound

of measured steps in slippers, and Alexey Alexandrovitch, freshly

washed and combed, with a book under his arm, came in to her.

"It's time, it's time," said he, with a meaning smile, and he

went into their bedroom.

"And what right had he to look at him like that?" thought Anna,

recalling Vronsky's glance at Alexey Alexandrovitch.

Undressing, she went into the bedroom; but her face had none of

the eagerness which, during her stay in Moscow, had fairly

flashed from her eyes and her smile; on the contrary, now the

fire seemed quenched in her, hidden somewhere far away.

Chapter 34

When Vronsky went to Moscow from Petersburg, he had left his

large set of rooms in Morskaia to his friend and favorite comrade

Petritsky.