"Oh, nonsense, Dolly, always making difficulties," answered her husband.

" Come, I'll do it all, if you like..." "Yes, they must be reconciled," thought Anna.

"I know how you do everything," answered Dolly.

" You tell Matvey to do what can't be done, and go away yourself, leaving him to make a muddle of everything," and her habitual, mocking smile curved the corners of Dolly's lips as she spoke.

"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.