| PART 2
Chapter 14
 As he rode up to the house in the happiest frame of mind, Levin
 heard the bell ring at the side of the principal entrance of the
 house. "Yes, that's someone from the railway station," he thought,
 "just the time to be here from the Moscow train...Who could it
 be?  What if it's brother Nikolay?  He did say:  'Maybe I'll go
 to the waters, or maybe I'll come down to you.'"  He felt
 dismayed and vexed for the first minute, that his brother
 Nikolay's presence should come to disturb his happy mood of
 spring.  But he felt ashamed of the feeling, and at once he
 opened, as it were, the arms of his soul, and with a softened
 feeling of joy and expectation, now he hoped with all his heart
 that it was his brother.  He pricked up his horse, and riding out
 from behind the acacias he saw a hired three-horse sledge from
 the railway station, and a gentleman in a fur coat.  It was not
 his brother.  "Oh, if it were only some nice person one could
 talk to a little!" he thought. "Ah," cried Levin joyfully, flinging up both his hands.  "Here's
 a delightful visitor!  Ah, how glad I am to see you!" he shouted,
 recognizing Stepan Arkadyevitch. "In shall find out for certain whether she's married, or when
 she's going to be married," he thought.  And on that delicious
 spring day he felt that the thought of her did not hurt him at
 all. "Well, you didn't expect me, eh?" said Stepan Arkadyevitch,
 getting out of the sledge, splashed with mud on the bridge of his
 nose, on his cheek, and on his eyebrows, but radiant with health
 and good spirits.  "I've come to see you in the first place," he
 said, embracing and kissing him, "to have some stand-shooting
 second, and to sell the forest at Ergushovo third." "Delightful!  What a spring we're having!  How ever did you get
 along in a sledge?" "In a cart it would have been worse still, Konstantin
 Dmitrievitch," answered the driver, who knew him. |