But her brother did not hear her.

Again she would have moved away.

"Once more I offer you my arm if you want to be going," said Alexey Alexandrovitch, reaching towards her hand.

She drew back from him with aversion, and without looking in his face answered: "No, no, let me be, I'll stay.

" She saw now that from the place of Vronsky's accident an officer was running across the course towards the pavilion.