Page 588 of 2288

But Betsy did not hear her. She was bending down, talking to a

general who had come up to her.

Alexey Alexandrovitch went up to Anna and courteously offered her

his arm.

"Let us go, if you like," he said in French, but Anna was

listening to the general and did not notice her husband.

"He's broken his leg too, so they say," the general was saying.

"This is beyond everything."

Without answering her husband, Anna lifted her opera-glass and

gazed towards the place where Vronsky had fallen; but it was so

far off, and there was such a crowd of people about it, that she

could make out nothing. She laid down the opera-glass, and would

have moved away, but at that moment an officer galloped up and

made some announcement to the Tsar. Anna craned forward,

listening.

"Stiva! Stiva!" she cried to her brother.

But her brother did not hear her. Again she would have moved

away.

"Once more I offer you my arm if you want to be going," said

Alexey Alexandrovitch, reaching towards her hand.