He reached Bryansky's, spent five minutes there, and galloped back.

This rapid drive calmed him.

All that was painful in his relations with Anna, all the feeling of indefiniteness left by their conversation, had slipped out of his mind.

He was thinking now with pleasure and excitement of the race, of his being anyhow, in time, and now and then the thought of the blissful interview awaiting him that night flashed across his imagination like a flaming light.

The excitement of the approaching race gained upon him as he drove further and further into the atmosphere of the races, overtaking carriages driving up from the summer villas or out of Petersburg.