WhenhegotoutofthetrainatPeterburg，hefeltafterhissleeplessnightaslivelyandfreshasafteracoldbath。Hepausednearhiscar，waitingforhertoemerge。`Oncemore，’hesaidtohimself，smilingunconsciously，`oncemoreIshallseeherwalk，herface；shemaysaysomething，turnherhead，glance，smile，perhaps。’Butbeforehecaughtsightofher，hesawherhusband，whomthestationmasterwasdeferentiallyescortingthroughthecrowd。`Ah，yes。Thehusband。’Onlynow，forthefirsttime，didVronskyrealizeclearlythefactthattherewassomeoneattachedtoher-ahusband。
Hehadknownthatshehadahusband，buthadhardlybelievedinhisexistence，andonlynow，whenhesawhim，didhefullybelieveinhim，withhishead，andshoulders，andhisblack-trouseredlegs；especiallywhenhesawthishusbandplacidlytakeherarm，withaconsciousnessofproprietorship。
SeeingAlexeiAlexandrovichwithhisspick-and-spanPeterburgfaceandausterelyself-confidentfigure，inhisroundhat，withhisratherprominentspine，hebelievedinhim，andwasawareofadisagreeablesensation，suchasmightbefeltbyamanwho，torturedbythirst，finds，onreachingaspring，adog，asheeporapigthereinthathasnotonlydrunkofit，butalsomuddiedthewater。AlexeiAlexandrovich’smannerofwalking，gyratinghiswholepelvisandhisflatfeet，wasespeciallyoffensivetoVronsky。
Hecouldrecognizeinnoonebuthimselfanindubitablerighttoloveher。
Butshewasstillthesame，andthesightofheraffectedhimthesameway，physicallyrevivinghim，stirringhim，andfillinghissoulwithhappiness。