ANNA PÁVLOVNA [kisses Lisa and Anna Dmítrievna] Victor met me, and has brought me here.
ANNA DMÍTRIEVNA. He has done well.
ANNA PÁVLOVNA. Yes, certainly. I thought to myself, “When shall I see her again?” and kept putting it off. But now I've come, and if you don't turn me out I will stay till the last train.
KARÉNIN [kisses his wife, mother, and the boy] D'you know what a piece of luck! Congratulate me—I have two days' holiday. They'll be able to get on without me to-morrow.
LISA. Splendid! Two days! It's long since we had that! We'll drive to the Hermitage, shall we?
ANNA PÁVLOVNA. What a likeness! Isn't he a strapping fellow? If only he has not inherited everything—his father's heart …
ANNA DMÍTRIEVNA. But not his weakness.
LISA. No, everything! Victor agrees with me that if only he had been rightly guided in childhood …
ANNA PÁVLOVNA. Well, I don't know about that; but I simply can't think of him without tears.
LISA. No more can we. How much higher he stands now in our recollection!