| PART 6
Chapter 28
 Levin was standing rather far off.  A nobleman breathing heavily
 and hoarsely at his side, and another whose thick boots were
 creaking, prevented him from hearing distinctly.  He could only
 hear the soft voice of the marshal faintly, then the shrill voice
 of the malignant gentleman, and then the voice of Sviazhsky. 
 They were disputing, as far as he could make out, as to the
 interpretation to be put on the act and the exact meaning of the
 words: "liable to be called up for trial." The crowd parted to make way for Sergey Ivanovitch approaching
 the table.  Sergey Ivanovitch, waiting till the malignant
 gentleman had finished speaking, said that he thought the best
 solution would be to refer to the act itself, and asked the
 secretary to find the act.  The act said that in case of
 difference of opinion, there must be a ballot. Sergey Ivanovitch read the act and began to explain its meaning,
 but at that point a tall, stout, round-shouldered landowner, with
 dyed whiskers, in a tight uniform that cut the back of his neck,
 interrupted him.  He went up to the table, and striking it with
 his finger ring, he shouted loudly: "A ballot!  Put it to the
 vote!  No need for more talking!"  Then several voices began to
 talk all at once, and the tall nobleman with the ring, getting
 more and more exasperated, shouted more and more loudly.  But it
 was impossible to make out what he said. He was shouting for the very course Sergey Ivanovitch had
 proposed; but it was evident that he hated him and all his party,
 and this feeling of hatred spread through the whole party and
 roused in opposition to it the same vindictiveness, though in a
 more seemly form, on the other side.  Shouts were raised, and for
 a moment all was confusion, so that the marshal of the province
 had to call for order. |