"Is he killed or not? Is it true? Will he come or not? Shall I see him today?" she was thinking.

She took her seat in her husband's carriage in silence, and in silence drove out of the crowd of carriages.

In spite of all he had seen, Alexey Alexandrovitch still did not allow himself to consider his wife's real condition.

He merely saw the outward symptoms.

He saw that she was behaving unbecomingly, and considered it his duty to tell her so.