Dolly came out of her room to the tea of the grown-up people. Stepan
Arkadyevitch did not come out. He must have left his wife's room by the other
"I am afraid you'll be cold upstairs," observed Dolly, addressing Anna; "I want to
move you downstairs, and we shall be nearer."
"Oh, please, don't trouble about me," answered Anna, looking intently into Dolly's
face, trying to make out whether there had been a reconciliation or not.
"It will be lighter for you here," answered her sister-in-law.
"I assure you that I sleep everywhere, and always like a marmot."
"What's the question?" inquired Stepan Arkadyevitch, coming out of his room and
addressing his wife.
From his tone both Kitty and Anna knew that a reconciliation had taken place.
"I want to move Anna downstairs, but we must hang up blinds. No one knows
how to do it; I must see to it myself," answered Dolly addressing him.
"God knows whether they are fully reconciled," thought Anna, hearing her tone,
cold and composed.
"Oh, nonsense, Dolly, always making difficulties," answered her husband.
"Come, I'll do it all, if you like..."
"Yes, They must be reconciled," thought Anna.
"I know how you do everything," answered Dolly. "You tell Matvey to do what
can't be done, and go away yourself, leaving him to make a muddle of
everything," and her habitual, mocking smile curved the corners of Dolly's lips as
"Full, full reconciliation, full," thought Anna; "thank God!" and rejoicing that she
was the cause of it, she went up to Dolly and kissed her.
"Not at all. Why do you always look down on me and Matvey?" said Stepan
Arkadyevitch, smiling hardly perceptibly, and addressing his wife.