The rapidity of her movement, her flushed and eager face, everything betrayed that something out of the common was going on in her.
Kitty knew what this was, and had been watching her intently.
She called Varenka at that moment merely in order mentally to give her a blessing for the important event which, as Kitty fancied, was bound to come to pass that day after dinner in the wood.
"Varenka, I should be very happy if a certain something were to happen," she whispered as she kissed her.