| PART 6
Chapter 17
 (continued)"I tell you, it's just here.  As soon as you get out..." he said,
 keeping hold all the while of the carriage. A healthy-looking, broad-shouldered young fellow came up too. "What, is it laborers they want for the harvest?" he asked. "I don't know, my boy." "So you keep to the left, and you'll come right on it," said the
 peasant, unmistakably loth to let the travelers go, and eager to
 converse. The coachman started the horses, but they were only just turning
 off when the peasant shouted: "Stop!  Hi, friend!  Stop!" called
 the two voices.  The coachman stopped. "They're coming!  They're yonder!" shouted the peasant.  "See
 what a turn-out!" he said, pointing to four persons on horseback,
 and two in a char-a-banc, coming along the road. They were Vronsky with a jockey, Veslovsky and Anna on horseback,
 and Princess Varvara and Sviazhsky in the char-a-banc.  They had
 gone out to look at the working of a new reaping machine. When the carriage stopped, the party on horseback were coming at
 a walking pace.  Anna was in front beside Veslovsky.  Anna,
 quietly walking her horse, a sturdy English cob with cropped mane
 and short tail, her beautiful head with her black hair straying
 loose under her high hat, her full shoulders, her slender waist
 in her black riding habit, and all the ease and grace of her
 deportment, impressed Dolly. For the first minute it seemed to her unsuitable for Anna to be
 on horseback.  The conception of riding on horseback for a lady
 was, in Darya Alexandrovna's mind, associated with ideas of
 youthful flirtation and frivolity, which, in her opinion, was
 unbecoming in Anna's position.  But when she had scrutinized her,
 seeing her closer, she was at once reconciled to her riding.  In
 spite of her elegance, everything was so simple, quiet, and
 dignified in the attitude, the dress and the movements of Anna,
 that nothing could have been more natural. |