1 Vronsky stepped into the carriage.
2 Vronsky glanced at her, and immediately got out of the carriage.
3 Madame Karenina entered the carriage again to say good-bye to the countess.
4 They too looked scared, and stopped at the carriage door to avoid the crowd.
5 But recollecting that his mother was waiting for him, he went back again into the carriage.
6 And clutching at the cold door post, she clambered up the steps and got rapidly into the corridor of the carriage.
7 "Enough or not enough, we must make it do," said Matvey, slamming the carriage door and stepping back onto the steps.
8 Vronsky gave his mother his arm; but just as they were getting out of the carriage several men ran suddenly by with panic-stricken faces.
9 Vronsky followed the guard to the carriage, and at the door of the compartment he stopped short to make room for a lady who was getting out.
10 The old butler who had traveled with the countess, came to the carriage to announce that everything was ready, and the countess got up to go.
11 With enjoyment she drew deep breaths of the frozen, snowy air, and standing near the carriage looked about the platform and the lighted station.
12 Darya Alexandrovna meanwhile having pacified the child, and knowing from the sound of the carriage that he had gone off, went back again to her bedroom.
13 Madame Karenina seated herself in the carriage, and Stepan Arkadyevitch saw with surprise that her lips were quivering, and she was with difficulty restraining her tears.
14 At that moment the wind, as it were, surmounting all obstacles, sent the snow flying from the carriage roofs, and clanked some sheet of iron it had torn off, while the hoarse whistle of the engine roared in front, plaintively and gloomily.
15 She drew one more deep breath of the fresh air, and had just put her hand out of her muff to take hold of the door post and get back into the carriage, when another man in a military overcoat, quite close beside her, stepped between her and the flickering light of the lamp post.
16 He read, too, that Count Beist was rumored to have left for Wiesbaden, and that one need have no more gray hair, and of the sale of a light carriage, and of a young person seeking a situation; but these items of information did not give him, as usual, a quiet, ironical gratification.
17 He begged pardon, and was getting into the carriage, but felt he must glance at her once more; not that she was very beautiful, not on account of the elegance and modest grace which were apparent in her whole figure, but because in the expression of her charming face, as she passed close by him, there was something peculiarly caressing and soft.
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