Betsy, dressed in the height of the latest fashion, in a hat that towered somewhere over her head like a shade on a lamp, in a blue dress with violet crossway stripes slanting one way on the bodice and the other way on the skirt, was sitting beside Anna, her tall flat figure held erect.
Bowing her head, she greeted Alexey Alexandrovitch with an ironical smile.
"Ah!" she said, as though surprised.
" I'm very glad you're at home.

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