She glanced at her husband to find out whether he knew Vronsky.

Alexey Alexandrovitch looked at Vronsky with displeasure, vaguely recalling who this was.

Vronsky's composure and self-confidence here struck, like a scythe against a stone, upon the cold self-confidence of Alexey Alexandrovitch.

"Count Vronsky," said Anna.

"Ah! We are acquainted, I believe," said Alexey Alexandrovitch indifferently, giving his hand.