"How did you manage? have you weaned her yet?" But Anna had understood.

"You didn't mean to ask that? You meant to ask about her surname.

Yes? That worries Alexey.

She has no name--that is, she's a Karenina," said Anna, dropping her eyelids till nothing could be seen but the eyelashes meeting.

" But we'll talk about all that later," her face suddenly brightening.