In the horse-box stood a dark bay mare, with a muzzle on, picking at the fresh straw with her hoofs.

Looking round him in the twilight of the horse-box, Vronsky unconsciously took in once more in a comprehensive glance all the points of his favorite mare.

Frou-Frou was a beast of medium size, not altogether free from reproach, from a breeder's point of view.

She was small-boned all over; though her chest was extremely prominent in front, it was narrow.

Her hind-quarters were a little drooping, and in her fore-legs, and still more in her hind-legs, there was a noticeable curvature.