| PART 5
Chapter 5
 (continued)Dolly stood beside them; she heard them, but she did not answer.
 She was deeply moved.  The tears stood in her eyes, and she could
 not have spoken without crying.  She was rejoicing over Kitty and
 Levin; going back in thought to her own wedding, she glanced at
 the radiant figure of Stepan Arkadyevitch, forgot all the
 present, and remembered only her own innocent love.  She recalled
 not herself only, but all her women-friends and acquaintances.
 She thought of them on the one day of their triumph, when they
 had stood like Kitty under the wedding crown, with love and hope
 and dread in their hearts, renouncing the past, and stepping
 forward into the mysterious future.  Among the brides that came
 back to her memory, she thought too of her darling Anna, of whose
 proposed divorce she had just been hearing.  And she had stood
 just as innocent in orange flowers and bridal veil.  And now?
 "It's terribly strange," she said to herself.  It was not merely
 the sisters, the women-friends and female relations of the bride
 who were following every detail of the ceremony.  Women who were
 quite strangers, mere spectators, were watching it excitedly,
 holding their breath, in fear of losing a single movement or
 expression of the bride and bridegroom, and angrily not
 answering, often not hearing, the remarks of the callous men, who
 kept making joking or irrelevant observations. "Why has she been crying?  Is she being married against her
 will?" "Against her will to a fine fellow like that?  A prince, isn't
 he?" "Is that her sister in the white satin?  Just listen how the
 deacon booms out, 'And fearing her husband.'" "Are the choristers from Tchudovo?" "No, from the Synod." "I asked the footman.  He says he's going to take her home to
 his country place at once.  Awfully rich, they say.  That's why
 she's being married to him." "No, they're a well-matched pair." |