“Oh, mamma!” said Kitty, with an expression of suffering.

“There’s no keeping you young people in check nowadays.⁠ ⁠… Your friendship could not have gone beyond what was suitable. I should myself have called upon him to explain himself. But, my darling, it’s not right for you to be agitated. Please remember that, and calm yourself.”

“I’m perfectly calm, maman .”

“How happy it was for Kitty that Anna came then,” said Dolly, “and how unhappy for her. It turned out quite the opposite,” she said, struck by her own ideas. “Then Anna was so happy, and Kitty thought herself unhappy. Now it is just the opposite. I often think of her.”

“A nice person to think about! Horrid, repulsive woman⁠—no heart,” said her mother, who could not forget that Kitty had married not Vronsky, but Levin.