| PART 4
Chapter 15
 (continued)And what he saw then, he never saw again after.  The children
 especially going to school, the bluish doves flying down from
 the roofs to the pavement, and the little loaves covered with
 flour, thrust out by an unseen hand, touched him.  Those loaves,
 those doves, and those two boys were not earthly creatures.  It
 all happened at the same time: a boy ran towards a dove and
 glanced smiling at Levin; the dove, with a whir of her wings,
 darted away, flashing in the sun, amid grains of snow that
 quivered in the air, while from a little window there came a
 smell of fresh-baked bread, and the loaves were put out.  All of
 this together was so extraordinarily nice that Levin laughed and
 cried with delight.  Going a long way round by Gazetny Place and
 Kislovka, he went back again to the hotel, and putting his watch
 before him, he sat down to wait for twelve o'clock.  In the next
 room they were talking about some sort of machines, and
 swindling, and coughing their morning coughs.  They did not
 realize that the hand was near twelve.  The hand reached it. 
 Levin went out onto the steps.  The sledge-drivers clearly knew
 all about it.  They crowded round Levin with happy faces,
 quarreling among themselves, and offering their services.  Trying
 not to offend the other sledge drivers, and promising to drive
 with them too, Levin took one and told him to drive to the
 Shtcherbatskys'.  The sledge-driver was splendid in a white
 shirt-collar sticking out over his overcoat and into his strong,
 full-blooded red neck.  The sledge was high and comfortable, and
 altogether such a one as Levin never drove in after, and the
 horse was a good one, and tried to gallop but didn't seem to
 move.  The driver knew the Shtcherbatskys' house, and drew up at
 the entrance with a curve of his arm and a "Wo!" especially
 indicative of respect for his fare.  The Shtcherbatskys'
 hall-porter certainly knew all about it.  This was evident from
 the smile in his eyes and the way he said: "Well, it's a long while since you've been to see us, Konstantin
 Demitrievitch!" Not only he knew all about it, but he was unmistakably delighted
 and making efforts to conceal his joy.  Looking into his kindly
 old eyes, Levin realized even something new in his happiness. "Are they up?" |