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continual twitching of his head, aroused in her now an irrepressible
feeling of disgust.
It seemed to her that his big, terrible eyes, which persistently pur-
sued her, expressed a feeling of hatred and contempt, and she tried to
avoid meeting him.
Chapter 31.
It was a wet day; it had been raining all the morning, and the
invalids, with their parasols, had flocked into the arcades.
Kitty was walking there with her mother and the Moscow colonel,
smart and jaunty in his European coat, bought ready-made at Frank-
fort. They were walking on one side of the arcade, trying to avoid
Levin, who was walking on the other side. Varenka, in her dark dress,
in a black hat with a turndown brim, was walking up and down the
whole length of the arcade with a blind Frenchwoman, and, every time
she met Kitty, they exchanged friendly glances.
“Mamma, couldn’t I speak to her?” said Kitty, watching her un-
known friend, and noticing that she was going up to the spring, and
that they might come there together.
“Oh, if you want to so much, I’ll find out about her first and make
her acquaintance myself,” answered her mother. “What do you see in
her out of the way? A companion, she must be. If you like, I’ll make
acquaintance with Madame Stahl; I used to know her belle-seur,”
added the princess, lifting her head haughtily.
Kitty knew that the princess was offended that Madame Stahl
had seemed to avoid making her acquaintance. Kitty did not insist.
“How wonderfully sweet she is!” she said, gazing at Varenka just as
she handed a glass to the Frenchwoman. “Look how natural and