"Do you wish to get out?" asked Annushka.

"Yes, I want a little air. It's very hot in here." And she

opened the door. The driving snow and the wind rushed to meet

her and struggled with her over the door. But she enjoyed the

struggle.

She opened the door and went out. The wind seemed as though

lying in wait for her; with gleeful whistle it tried to snatch

her up and bear her off, but she clung to the cold door post, and

holding her skirt got down onto the platform and under the

shelter of the carriages. The wind had been powerful on the

steps, but on the platform, under the lee of the carriages, there

was a lull. With enjoyment she drew deep breaths of the frozen,

snowy air, and standing near the carriage looked about the

platform and the lighted station.




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