"Yes, I'm going," said Anna, rousing herself and getting up.

"And if there's a telegram while I'm away, send it on to Darya Alexandrovna's...but no, I shall be back myself.

" "Yes, I mustn't think, I must do something, drive somewhere, and most of all, get out of this house," she said, feeling with terror the strange turmoil going on in her own heart, and she made haste to go out and get into the carriage.