Would you say it's hot?" she said, stopping short in the doorway and looking inquiringly at Vronsky.

And again a vivid flush overspread her face.

Vronsky saw from her eyes that she did not know on what terms he cared to be with Golenishtchev, and so was afraid of not behaving as he would wish.

He looked a long, tender look at her.

"No, not very," he said.