| PART 6
Chapter 3
 (continued)"I think so, and I don't think so.  Only, I'm awfully anxious for
 it.  Here, wait a minute." she stooped down and picked a wild
 camomile at the edge of the path.  "Come, count: he does propose,
 he doesn't," she said, giving him the flower. "He does, he doesn't," said Levin, tearing off the white petals. "No, no!" Kitty, snatching at his hand, stopped him.  She had
 been watching his fingers with interest.  "You picked off two." "Oh, but see, this little one shan't count to make up," said
 Levin, tearing off a little half-grown petal.  "Here's the
 wagonette overtaking us." "Aren't you tired, Kitty?" called the princess. "Not in the least." "If you are you can get in, as the horses are quiet and walking." But it was not worth while to get in, they were quite near the
 place, and all walked on together. |