" Thank God! tomorrow I shall see Seryozha and Alexey Alexandrovitch, and my life will go on in the old way, all nice and as usual.

" Still in the same anxious frame of mind, as she had been all that day, Anna took pleasure in arranging herself for the journey with great care.

With her little deft hands she opened and shut her little red bag, took out a cushion, laid it on her knees, and carefully wrapping up her feet, settled herself comfortably.

An invalid lady had already lain down to sleep.