Vronsky knew them, and knew that Anna was acquainted with them.

Madame Kartasova, a thin little woman, was standing up in her box, and, her back turned upon Anna, she was putting on a mantle that her husband was holding for her.

Her face was pale and angry, and she was talking excitedly.

Kartasov, a fat, bald man, was continually looking round at Anna, while he attempted to soothe his wife.