She had a traveling looking glass in her handbag, and she wanted to take it out; but looking at the backs of the coachman and the swaying counting house clerk, she felt that she would be ashamed if either of them were to look round, and she did not take out the glass.

But without looking in the glass, she thought that even now it was not too late; and she thought of Sergey Ivanovitch, who was always particularly attentive to her, of Stiva's good-hearted friend, Turovtsin, who had helped her nurse her children through the scarlatina, and was in love with her.

And there was someone else, a quite young man, who--her husband had told her it as a joke--thought her more beautiful than either of her sisters.

And the most passionate and impossible romances rose before Darya Alexandrovna's imagination.

" Anna did quite right, and certainly I shall never reproach her for it.