1 People will throw stones at me, I know," she said, "but I shall come and see Anna; yes, I shall certainly come.
2 As she said that she sighed, and her face suddenly taking a hard expression, looked as it were turned to stone.
3 He fancied she would not throw stones, and would go simply and directly to see Anna, and would receive her in her own house.
4 They drove into a courtyard strewn with gravel and bright with flowers, in which two laborers were at work putting an edging of stones round the light mould of a flower bed, and drew up in a covered entry.
5 She heard the steps of Vassily Lukitch coming up to the door and coughing; she heard, too, the steps of the nurse as she came near; but she sat like one turned to stone, incapable of beginning to speak or to get up.
6 That is he, said the doorkeeper, pointing to a strongly built, broad-shouldered man with a curly beard, who, without taking off his sheepskin cap, was running lightly and rapidly up the worn steps of the stone staircase.
7 The train, jerking at regular intervals at the junctions of the rails, rolled by the platform, past a stone wall, a signal-box, past other trains; the wheels, moving more smoothly and evenly, resounded with a slight clang on the rails.