| PART 8
Chapter 18
 During the whole of that day, in the extremely different
 conversations in which he took part, only as it were with the top
 layer of his mind, in spite of the disappointment of not finding
 the change he expected in himself, Levin had been all the while
 joyfully conscious of the fulness of his heart. After the rain it was too wet to go for a walk; besides, the
 storm clouds still hung about the horizon, and gathered here and
 there, black and thundery.  on the rim of the sky.  The whole
 party spent the rest of the day in the house. No more discussions sprang up; on the contrary, after dinner
 every one was in the most amiable frame of mind. At first Katavasov amused the ladies by his original jokes, which
 always pleased people on their first acquaintance with him.  Then
 Sergey Ivanovitch induced him to tell them about the very
 interesting observations he had made on the habits and
 characteristics of common houseflies, and their life.  Sergey
 Ivanovitch, too, was in good spirits, and at tea his brother drew
 him on to explain his views of the future of the Eastern
 question, and he spoke so simply and so well, that everyone
 listened eagerly. Kitty was the only one who did not hear it all--she was summoned
 to give Mitya his bath. A few minutes after Kitty had left the room she sent for Levin to
 come to the nursery. Leaving his tea, and regretfully interrupting the interesting
 conversation, and at the same time uneasily wondering why he had
 been sent for, as this only happened on important occasions,
 Levin went to the nursery. Although he had been much interested by Sergey Ivanovitch's views
 of the new epoch in history that would be created by the
 emancipation of forty millions of men of Slavonic race acting
 with Russia, a conception quite new to him, and although he was
 disturbed by uneasy wonder at being sent for by Kitty, as soon as
 he came out of the drawing room and was alone, his mind reverted
 at once to the thoughts of the morning.  And all the theories of
 the significance of the Slav element in the history of the world
 seemed to him so trivial compared with what was passing in his
 own soul, that he instantly forgot it all and dropped back into
 the same frame of mind that he been in that morning. |