When Anna was about to go out, Seryosha took her hand and asked, "Will you come back to dinner with me?" ”

"Yes, I will."

Anna patted the little guy on the shoulder and motioned for him to let go, and the latter let go of the little hand in satisfaction.

Anna took a few steps forward, and then felt the little one with one hand on the escalator, looking at her.

"Are you going to send me? Seryosha. ”

Seryosha sighed softly: "Oh, Mom, Mr. Brown's class is about to start. ”

Anna raised her hand to the little one, made a gesture to see you later, and then went out with her maid Yunina.

After his mother walked out of the door, Seryosha turned around, once again forgetting the rule set by the housekeeper Kearney not to run around the house.

The three-horse caravan was already waiting outside, and A.T. Kearney was instructing the driver to be careful on both the side and the road, in modern parlance, and not to cause any trouble for the master.

The coachman's name was Kondragi, a bit of an odd name, Dan was typical of Russian looks, with a big, straight nose, sunken eyes, a burly build, and a fond of drinking spirits.

Although Kondragi was a true Russian who drank vodka and other spirits, he never delayed things, which is why Karenin had hired him since he moved into the mansion, and Kondragi's family all lived on his salary.

"The eldest will be able to go out to work soon, the second child will be able to do some work, and the third child can help take care of the fourth, and there is always hope for the future, isn't it? Madam. ”

Kondragi had drunk a little wine before, but now his face was ruddy and full of energy.

In the past, Mrs. Karenin was a kind person, and she never blushed with any servant, and the servants headed by Kondraki were very fond of this lady.

And now, Anna listened to the other party's words, and her first reaction was smacking: there are so many births.

Although Anna was not in the mood to talk, thanks to the good fortune of the talkative coachman, she was not so bored along the way.

In the second half, a cold wind choked Kondraghi's trachea, and he coughed violently, and the reins in his hand were strangled enough to choke the horse, almost startling.

"What's wrong?" Yunina asked.

Kondragi blushed slightly.

It stands to reason that he is a veteran, and this kind of mistake should not be made, so he will not talk so much next. In any case, Master Karenin gave him the job, and he could not let anyone else find fault with it.

"It's okay, nothing!" Kondraki shouted at the top of his voice.

Anna didn't think about why the nagging gentleman had suddenly quieted down, she had always been very adaptable, although she had been intrigued by some of the gentleman's words before, but it had little effect.

When the carriage drove into the Esplanade, Anna opened the window of the carriage and looked at some of the things that Russia had to look like at the time.

There aren't many people on the streets, but they don't get deserted.

Most of them were women, and it wasn't Sunday, and the men were working diligently for bread. Some stout women walked towards the bakery with baskets on their backs, others with children, trying to soothe the crying little hairy heads. Occasionally, some unpleasantly dressed children would play in the streets, and when they rushed to the carriageway, some rude and irascible coachmen would scold the little monsters in a thick voice.

While Anna was watching, Kondraki suddenly said, "Madam, something seems to be wrong ahead." ”

Anna closed the window of the car next to her and pushed up one of the doors directly in front of her, and Kondelaki stepped in.

There was some commotion ahead, and a splendid carriage could be seen, and judging by the decoration, it was probably a noblewoman.

While Anna was guessing, a beautiful servant in a gold uniform and a fur hat came down from the front, the man was a little familiar, Anna thought about it for a while, and soon understood that it was not Petersy's servant!

"Madame, that seems to be the servant of the Duchess of Petersy." Kondraki also found out.

Kondelaki swore that he didn't mean to remember the other man, purely because of the relationship between the lady and his own wife, and the same high-profile personality and pomp, like a sassy pheasant. Of course, how can a servant be described as a platinum peacock, only a pheasant would proudly walk with his head held high with his tail fluttering.

Anna knew Kondraki was waiting for her to come up with an idea.

According to her original intention, she naturally didn't want to meddle in her affairs, but when she went to the Petesi Mansion, this was the avenue, and if she turned around and detoured, not to mention taking time, she would have to explain it when the time came. In this way, even if she doesn't want to take care of this idle matter, she at least has to go over and take a look.

After thinking about it, Anna asked Kondraki to rush forward a little more, and then sent Yunina to check on the situation first.

It wasn't long before Yunina returned.

"Madame, I heard that it was the Duchess of Petersy's carriage that hit a child." Yunina tells Anna what happened.

"How's the people?"

"I didn't get any closer when I heard the kid screaming, 'Ouch, ouch."

"How long has it been since it happened?"

"It's been a while, and there are quite a lot of people around."

was hit, and there is still that strength called for a long time, the situation should not be very bad, I'm afraid it's money.

"It's really rare, Russia's 'touching porcelain'." Anna got out of the carriage, and she told Kondraki to wait there first, and she took Yunina with her.

Yo, as Yunina said, the crowd was around, at least three or four times, as if there was nothing new on weekdays, and the residents of Petersburg came out and gathered here.

Anna was still wondering how she was going to get in.

"Hand-to-hand combat?"

"Money dropped?"

Before she could think about it, the outermost person saw her and spontaneously let it out.

Anna was a little surprised at first, but quickly reacted. Although Binhai Street is a bustling street, it has high-end carriages, wearing mink coats and luxurious clothes, and it is rare to have maids, who are either the family members of officials or the wives of rich people.

With this outfit, Anna easily entered the crowd. As soon as she entered, she saw that the beautiful servant of Petersey was scolding a boy who had fallen to the ground, clutching his legs and screaming, he was about eleven or twelve years old, with his hair disheveled, dressed not like a rich child, and with a face of soot.

"What's wrong?" Anna asked, raising her voice slightly in a deliberately unhurried accent that nobles often use.

In the aristocratic circles of Russia, almost all are snobs.

Those who have status like to use that kind of teasing smile and gossip behind them to show their identity and class, and their entourage, who has not learned the little good virtues that the master has, only makes those bad, bad, and despicable forces learn thoroughly, and also say that they are different from those lowly peasants or ordinary citizens, and look down on everyone, but they don't know that they are no different from the same pet dog in the eyes of those masters.

But these are the same people, holding the sausages rewarded by their masters, lying at their masters' feet, but proudly despising those who are fending for themselves outside.

Petersy's servants had very sharp ears, and he could hear the aristocratic accents for ten miles, and he also turned a deaf ear to ordinary people speaking in front of him.

"Dear Mrs. Karenin, greetings to Prohol."

The servant, who was still scolding others, changed his smile to a beautiful smile when he saw Anna, and even showed his white and straight teeth.

The corners of Anna's mouth curled slightly, and she didn't answer, but the smile from the noble lady had clearly made the powerful Prohol feel a great honor.

Prohol walked to the carriage in three steps and two steps, and then said to his master through the window of the carriage: "Madam, Mrs. Karenin is here. ”

Petesy poked his head out slightly, and his originally annoyed expression was relieved when he saw Anna, and he became coquettish and lovely.

"Oh, Anna, you've got to help me." She looked at her friend with that pitiful and seductive look, and then came down with the support of her servant, Prokhov.

When she came down, a tall voice suddenly sounded from not far away in the already crowded crowd.

"What's wrong? Lady! ”