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Group Title: The Complete Works of Count Tolstoy
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Wiener, Leo, 1862-1939 ( ed. and tr )
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    Front Matter
        Front Matter 1
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        Front Matter 3
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    Half Title
        Half Title 1
        Half Title 2
    Title Page
        Title Page 1
        Title Page 2
    Table of Contents
        Table of Contents 1
        Table of Contents 2
    List of Illustrations
        List of Illustrations 1
        List of Illustrations 2
    Anna Karenin
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. 183


"'HAVE YOU BEEN HERE LONG?"' (See page 48) Frontispiece

Parts I. and II.


"Vengeance is mine, I will repay."



ALL happy families resemble each other; every un-
happy family is unhappy in its own way.
Everything was mixed in the house of the Obl6nskis.
The wife had found out that her husband had a liaison
with the French governess, who had been living in their
house, and nformedrd her husband that she could not live
with him. This situation had lasted for more than two
days, and was felt painfully by husband and wife, by
all the members of the family, and by the housefolk. All
the members of the family and the housefolk felt that
there was no sense in their living together, and that peo-
ple who met accidentally in a tavern were more closely
connected than they, the members of the family and the
housefolk of the Obl6nskis. The wife had not left her
rooms, and it was now the third day that Obldnski had
kept away from the house. The children ran everywhere
as though at a loss what to do; the Englishwoman had
had a quarrel with the stewardess, and had written a note


to a friend of hers asking her to find her a new place;
the cook had left the evening before, during dinner; the
scullion and the coachman asked to be paid off.
On the third day after the quarrel, Prince Stepin Ar-
kadevich Obl6nski, Stiva, as he was called in society,
- awoke at the usual hour, that is at eight o'clock, not
in his wife's sleeping-room, but in his cabinet, on a jaffron
divan. He turned his plump, well-fed body on the
springs of the divan, as though intending to fall asleep
again for a long time, and on the other side firmly em-
braced a pillow and pressed his cheek against it; but sud-
denly he sprang up, sat down on the divan, and opened
his eyes.
Yes, yes, how was it ?" he thought, trying to recall a
dream. "Yes, how was it ? Yes. Alabin gave a dinner
at Darmstadt; no, not at Darmstadt, but in something
American. Yes, Darmstadt was somewhere in America.
Yes, Alabin gave a dinner on glass tables, yes, and the
tables sang 11 mio tesoro,' no, not l mio tesoro,' but
something 'better, and there were some little decanters,
who were women, too," he kept recalling.
Stepan Ark6devich's eyes sparkled merrily, and he felt
to musing, and smiled. "Yes, it was nice, very nice.
There were many fine things there, such as you can't
mention in words, and can't express by thoughts, while
awake." And, noticing a strip of light which beat side-
wise through one of the cloth blinds, he merrily threw
his feet down from the divan, found, by means of his feet,
the gold-saffron slippers which his wife had embroidered
for him (a present for his last year's birthday), and, with-
out rising, in accordance with an old habit of nine years'
standing, stretched forth his hand to the place where, in
his sleeping-room, his morning-gown used to hang. He
then suddenly remembered that he was not sleeping in
his wife's chamber, but in his cabinet, and he recalled the
reason why; the smile left his face and he knit his brow.


Oh, oh, oh !" he grunted, as he recalled all that had
happened. And before his imagination again rose all the
details of his quarrel with his wife, the whole hopeless-
ness of his situation, and, most painfully of all, his own
Yes I She will not forgive, and she cannot. And
what is most terrible of all is that I am the cause of it; I
iam the cause of it, but I am not guilty. That is where
the whole tragedy lies," he thought. "Oh, oh, oh !" he
kept muttering in despair, as he recalled the most painful
impressions from that quarrel.
Most unpleasant to him was that first minute when, re-
turning from the theatre, happy and satisfied with him-
self, with an enormous pear for his wife in his hand, he
had not found her in the drawing-room, or, to his surprise,
in his cabinet, but had finally discovered her in the sleep-
ing-room with the unfortunate note, which had disclosed
everything, in her hand.
She, that eternally busy and bustling Dolly, whom he
had always regarded as short-sighted, was sitting motion-
less with the note in her hand, and looked at him with
an expression of terror, despair, and anger.
"What is this? This?" she asked, pointing to the
And, in this recollection, as is often the case, Stepan
Arkidevich was tormented not so much by the event
itself as by the answer he gave to these words of his wife.
At that moment there happened to him what happens
to people when they are suddenly accused of something
disgraceful. He had not had time to prepare his face for
the attitude which he took up before his wife after the
discovery of his guilt. Instead of feeling offended, deny-
ing, justifying himself, asking forgiveness, even remaining
indifferent, anything would have been better than what
he did, his face quite involuntarily (" cerebral reflexes,"
thought Stepan Arkgdevich, who was fond of physiology),


quite involuntarily smiled a habitual, kindly, and, there-
fore, stupid smile.
This stupid smile he was unable to forgive himself.
When Dolly saw it, she shuddered as from a physical pain,
burst, with her customary vehemence, into a torrent of
cruel words, and ran out of the room. Since then she had
not wished to see her husband.
"That stupid smile was the cause of everything,"
thought Step6n Arkidevich.
But what is to be done? What is to be done? he
said to himself, in despair, without finding an answer.

Sr Fr'.b: An RADEVICH was a man who was upright
toward himself. He could not deceive himself and assure
Ihinrelt that hb repented his deed. He could not repent
the f;ac, tt ht he, a handsome, passionate man of thirty-
ftour years ,-.f age, was not in love with his wife, the
ijother iof fih living and two dead children, who was but
onJ: yar you-nger than he. What he regretted was that
he had not concealed his act better from her. But he
felt the whole gravity of his situation, and he was sorry
for his wife, his children, and himself. Maybe he would
have been able to conceal his sins better from her if he
had suspected that the news would affect her so. He had
never given the question any serious consideration, but he
had dimly imagined that his wife had been suspecting that
he was not true to her, and that she connived at it. It
even seemed to him that she, an exhausted, aged, no
longer pretty woman, a simple and in no way remarkable,
though good mother of a family, ought to be condescend-
ing to him from a feeling of justice. It had turned out
to be the opposite.
"Oh, it is terrible! Ugh, ugh, ugh! Terrible !" Stepin
ArkAdevich kept repeating, without being able to find a
way out. "How nice it all was before How well we
lived together! She was satisfied, happy with her chil-
dren; I did not interfere with her and allowed her to do
with the children and with the house what she pleased.
Of course, it is not nice that she had been a governess in


our house. It is not nice! There is something trivial
and base in courting your governess. But what a gov-
erness I" (He vividly recalled Mile. Roland's black,
roguish eyes, and her smile.) But so long as she was
in our house, I did not take any liberties with her. And
worst of all is that she is already And all that as
though on purpose! Oh, oh, oh! What, what shall I
There was no answer, except that general one which
life gives to all complicated and insoluble questions. It
was this: It is necessary-to live with the demands of the
day, that is, to forget oneself. It was impossible to forget
himself in sleep, at least, not until night; he could not
return to the music which the decanter women gave
forth; consequently he had to forget himself in the
sleep of life.
We shall see later," Stepan Arkidevich said to him-
self. He rose, put on a gray morning-gown, lined with
blue silk, knotted the tasselled cord, and, expanding his
broad pectoral cavity in a long breath, with habitual, brisk
steps of his out-toeing feet, which so lightly carried his
plump body, walked over to the window, raised the shade,
and gave a loud ring of the bell. In response to this,
there entered at once his old friend, valet Matvy6y,
carrying his clothes and boots, and a telegram. Soon
after Matvy6y entered a barber with his shaving utensils.
Have the papers come from the court ?" asked Stepan
Arkadevich, taking the telegram, and sitting down at the
They are on the table," replied Matvy6y. He looked
interrogatively, with sympathy, at his master, and after a
little while added, with a sly smile: The liveryman has
sent a man."
Stepan Arkadevich made no reply, and only looked at
Matvy4y in the mirror; from their glances, which met in
the looking-glass, it could be seen how well they under-


stood each other. Stepin Arkidevich's glance seemed to
ask Why do:. you say this? Don't you know ?"
Matvy.vy put his hands into the pockets of his jacket,
put forth one foot, and, silently, good-naturedly, and with
a barely perceptible smile, looked at his master.
I told him to come two Sundays from now, and not to
bother you or himself in vain until then," he uttered an
obviously prepared phrase.
Stepdn Arkidevich saw that Matvy6y wanted to jest
and to attract attention. He tore open the telegram and
read it, completing the meaning of the ever incoherent
words of a despatch, and his face lighted up.
Matvy4y, sister Anna Arkidevna will be here to-
morrow," he-said, arresting for a moment the glossy,
chubby hand of the barber who was cleaning up the
swath between the long, curly side-whiskers.
Thank God," said Matvyey, intimating by this answer
that he understood, as well as the master, the meaning of
that visit, that is, that Anna Arkadevna, Stepdn Arkdde-
vich's favourite sister, might help in patching up a peace
between husband and wife.
"Does she come alone, or with her husband ?" asked
Matvy6y. Stepan Arkadevich could not talk because the
barber was busy with his upper lip, and so he raised one
finger. Matvyey nodded to the mirror.
"Alone. Shall we fix up-stairs?"
"Report to D6rya Aleksandrovna, and do as she
"To Dirya Aleksandrovna?" MatvyBy repeated, as
though in doubt.
"Yes, do. And take the telegram, and let me know
what she says!"
"You want to try," was what MatvyBy understood, but
he only said: Yes, sir."
Stepan Arkadevich was already washed and had his
hair combed, when Matvy6y, stepping slowly in his creak-


ing boots, and carrying the telegram in his hand, returned
to the room. The barber was gone.
Dirya AleksAndrovna sends word that she is going to
leave. Let him,' that is you,' do as he pleases,' he said,
laughing with his eyes only. Putting his hands in his
pockets and inclining his head to one side, he stared at
his master.
Stepan Arkddevich kept silence. Then a kindly and
somewhat pitiful smile appeared on his handsome face.
SAh ? Matvy6y ?" he said, shaking his head.
"All right, sir, it is coming on," said Matvy6y.
"Is it coming on?"
Yes, sir."
"Do you think so ? Who is there ?" asked Stepan
Arkadevich, hearing outside the door the rustling of a
woman's dress.
"It is I," was heard the firm, agreeable voice of a
woman, and through the door was thrust the stern,
pockmarked face of Matr6na Filimonovna, the nurse.
Well, Matr6na ?" asked Stepan Arkadevich, going up
to her at the door.
Though Stepdn Arkadevich was as guilty as he could be
toward his wife, and himself was conscious of it, nearly
everybody in the house, even the nurse, Darya AlcksAn-
drovna's chief friend, was on his side.
"Well?" he said, gloomily.
Go, sir, and beg her pardon. Maybe God will be
merciful. She suffers so much, it is a pity to look at
her, and everything in the house is going topsyturvy.
You ought to pity the children, sir. Beg her pardon, sir !
What is to be done? He who likes to coast must drag
up the sled."
But she will not receive me -
Do what you can God is merciful. Pray to God,
sir Pray to God !"
"All right, go!" said Stepin Arkadevich, suddenly


I luhIing. L-t me get dressed," he turned to Matvy6y,
\iith detei-rmination flinging down his morning-gown.
Mat\vy4y, blowing off something invisible, was holding
the arl.:-ied shirt, with which he in evident pleasure clad
th-, will-ftd bodyy of his master.

HAVING dressed himself, Stepan Ark6devich sprinkled
perfume over himself, straightened out his shirt-sleeves,
with a habitual motion arranged in his pockets the ciga-
rettes, the pocket-book, the matches, and the watch with
its double chain and charm, and, shaking out his hand-
kerchief, and feeling himself clean, perfumed, healthy, and
physically happy, in spite of his misfortune, went, slightly
jerking with both legs, into the dining-room, where his
coffee was waiting for him, and where lay, by his coffee,
letters and papers from the court.
He read the letters. One was a very disagreeable one,
- from a merchant who was buying timber from his
wife's estate. It was necessary to sell it; but now, before
he and his wife made up, there could be no question of it.
The worst of the matter was that the financial interest
entered into the present affair of his reconciliation with
his wife. The thought that this interest might influence
him, that he would try to be reconciled for the sake of
that timber sale, was offensive to him.
Having finished his letters, Stepin Arkidevich moved
up the papers from the court, rapidly turned over the
leaves of two cases, made a few remarks on them with a
large pencil, and, pushing the papers aside, betook himself
to his coffee: while drinking it, he unfolded the still damp
morning paper and began to read it.
Step&n ArkAdevich subscribed to a liberal paper,-
not of the extreme, but of the tendency to which the
majority belonged. And although neither science, nor


art, nor politics especially interested him, he firmly held
to those opinions on all these subjects which the majority
and his gazette professed, and changed them only when
the majority changed them, or, to be more correct, he
did not change them, but they themselves changed in
him imperceptibly.
Stepan Arkadevich chose neither direction nor views,
but these directions and views came to him of their own
accord, just as he did not choose the shape of his hat or
coat, but took those that everybody wore. For him, liv-
ing as he was in a certain society, with the need of some
mental activity, which generally is developed at maturity,
it was as necessary to have views as it was to have a hat.
If there was a reason why he preferred the liberal tend-
ency to the conservative, to which many of his circle
belonged, it was not due to his finding the liberal tendency
more sensible, but because it more nearly fitted in with
his mode of life. The liberal party said that in Russia
everything was bad, and, indeed, Stepin Arkddevich had
many debts, while there was a definite want of money.
The liberal party said that marriage was an obsolete insti-
tution and that it was necessary to reconstruct it, and,
indeed, his domestic life gave him little pleasure and
compelled him to lie and pretend, which was so contrary
to his nature. The liberal party said, or rather implied,
that religion was only a check for the barbarous part of
the population, and, indeed, he could not endure even a
short divine service without a pain in his legs, and could
not comprehend what those terrible and turgid words
about the world to come were for, when he was happy
enough in this.
At the same time, Stepin Ark6devich, who was fond of
a merry joke, now and then took pleasure in baffling some
inoffensive man by telling him that, if a man is to take
any pride at all in his genealogy, there was no sense in
stopping at Rdrik and rejecting the first ancestor, the ape.


Thus the liberal tendency became his habit, and he was
fond of his gazette, as of a cigar after dinner, for the light
mist which it raised in his head.
He read the leader, in which was explained how per-
fectly foolish the present-day wail was that radicalism
was threatening to swallow all the conservative elements,
and that the government was obliged to take measures
for crushing the revolutionary hydra, that, on the con-
trary, in our opinion, the danger lies not in the imaginary
revolutionary hydra, but in the stubbornness of traditional-
ism, which trigs progress," and so forth. He read also
another article, a financial one, in which Bentham and
Mill were mentioned, and pins were stuck into the minis-
try. With his characteristic quickness of perception, he
comprehended the meaning of each pin : by whom and at
whom and for what purpose it was directed, and this,
as always, afforded him a certain amount of pleasure.
But on that day his pleasure was poisoned by his recol-
lection of Matrdna Filimonovna's advices, and because
everything in the house was going wrong. He also read
that Count Beist, it was rumoured, had gone to Wiesbaden,
and that there was no longer any gray hair, and about
the sale of a light vehicle, and about the proposition made
by a young person; but these bits of information did not
afford him such ironical enjoyment as on former occa-
Having finished his newspaper, a second cup of coffee,
and a white loaf with butter, he got up, brushed off the
crumbs from his waistcoat, and, adjusting his clothes over
his broad chest, gave a merry smile, not because there was
anything particularly agreeable in his soul,--the good
digestion had evoked that happy smile.
But this happy smile at once reminded him of every-
thing, and he fell to musing.
Two childish voices (Stepin Arkadevich recognized
them as those of Grisha, the youngest boy, and of Tinya,


thie eldest Jd:ught-ri vwer[ hi:ard t-ibhind the door. They
hanl been Idr.rging sm'. tllutu \hii:l they dropped.
I tl.1 y:ou thlit you .culdu't put passengers on the
r: !" th:- girl cid, in English. '- Pick them up now!"
Everything is tp:,P-syturvy," thought Stepan Ark&-
devi:h, "-and thii children re- running about by them-
c,:lv,." Arnd he walked-l :ovi:r t h tle door and called
tbhni. They. tihr-w wny a lbox, which represented a
tra:u. anrd wvnt up to their father.
The girl, her father's favourite, ran in boldly, embraced
him, and, laughing, hung on his neck, enjoying, as always,
the familiar odour of perfume which his side-whiskers
emitted. Kissing him finally on his face, which was
flushed from the inclined attitude, and beaming with
tenderness, the girl unlocked her arms and wanted to run
back ; but her father retained her.
"How is mamma ?" he asked, caressing his daughter's
smooth, tender neck. Good morning," he said, smiling
at the boy, who was greeting him.
He was conscious of loving this boy less, and always
tried to be impartial; but the boy felt it and did not reply
with a smile to his father's cold smile.
Mamma? She is up," replied the girl.
Stepan Arkadevich heaved a sigh.
"It means another night that she has not slept," he
"Is she happy ?"
The girl knew that her parents had quarrelled, and that
her mother could not be happy, and that her father ought
to have known it, and that he only pretended when he
asked so lightly about it. And she blushed for her father.
He comprehended it at once, and also blushed.
I do not know," she said. She told us not to study,
but to take a walk to grandmother's with Miss Hull."
"You may go, my dear little Tanya. Oh, wait!" he
said, still holding her back and patting her tender hand.


He took down from the mantel a candy-box, which he
had placed there the day before, and gave her two pieces
of candy, selecting her favourite chocolate and cream.
"For Grisha ?" said the girl, pointing to the chocolate
"Yes, yes." And again patting her little shoulder, he
kissed her at the roots of her hair and on the neck, and
dismissed her.
The carriage is ready," said Matvy6y. A lady pe-
titioner is waiting," he added.
"How long has she been here?" asked Stepin Arki-
"About half an hour."
"How many times have I told you to announce them
at once ?"
I had to let you at least finish your coffee," said Ma-
tvyey, in a coarse, friendly tone, at which it was impos-
sible to get angry.
"Well, bring her in at once," said Obl6nski, knitting
his brow from annoyance.
The petitioner, Staff-Captain Kalinin's wife, asked for
something impossible and senseless; but Stepan Arkade-
vich, as was his wont, made her sit down, attentively,
without interrupting her, listened to what she had to say,
and gave her detailed advice about whom to address and
how to do it, and even briskly and neatly wrote for her,
in his large, broad, beautiful, legible hand, a note to a per-
son that might be useful to her. Having dismissed her,
Stepan ArkAdevich took his hat and stopped to consider
whether he had not forgotten something. He found that
he had forgotten nothing except what he wanted to for-
get, his wife.
"Oh, yes!" he lowered his head, and his handsome
face assumed a melancholy expression. "To.go, or not
to go ?" he said to himself. And an internal voice told
him that he must not go; that there could be nothing but


hypocrisy; that it was impossible to correct and mend
th:ir relations, because it was impossible to make her
again attrajtiv- and love-inspiring, or to make himself an
old au mcapjable of love. Nothing could come of it
now Iut hypocrisy and lying; and hypocrisy and lying
were contrary t: his nature.
However, it will have to be sometime; it certainly
cannot remain as it is," he said, trying to brace himself.
He strai.-htened himself up, drew out a cigarette, lighted
it, took t v.o pufifs, threw it away into a mother-of-pearl ash-
tray, with raplid ste-ps crossed the drawing-room, and opened
auothe-r door luto his wife's sleeping-room.

DWRYA ALEKSNEDROVNA, in a sack and with her now
thin, once thick and beautiful, braids pinned up on thE
back of her head, with a drawn, lean face and lara-.
frightened eyes bulging out from her emaciated face, was
standing amidst things scattered in the room, in front of
an open chiffonibre, from which she was choosing some-
thing. When she heard her husband's footsteps, she
stopped, looking at the door, and vainly trying to give
her face a stern, contemptuous expression. She felt that
she was afraid of him and of the present meeting.
She was trying to do that which she had endeavoured
to do ten times those three days: to pick out her things
and those of her children, in order to take them to her
mother,-and again she could not make up her mind to
do it; even now, as on the former occasions, she said
to herself that it could not remain so, that she must
undertake something, punish, disgrace him, have him
suffer at least a small part of the pain which he had
caused her. She still kept saying to herself that she
would leave him, but she felt that it was impossible; it
was impossible because she could not give up regarding
him as her husband and loving him. Besides, she felt
that if she barely managed to look after five children here
in the house, they would be much worse off there where
she intended to go with all of them. As it was, her
youngest boy had grown ill in the last three days because
he had not got the right kind of a soup, and the rest had
hardly had a dinner the day before. She felt that it was


irupi.:':il.' to leave ; but she kept deceiving herself, and
i,::iitiiue':l to )pick ulit things, pretending that she was
,,ing 4awa.y.
Upon seeing heI usl.iaud, she dropped her hands in the
dlrawer .:,t the chiflt:.ni[e, as though looking for some-
thiLn, aund glakrin d 'ir:-unAn. at him only when he had come
quite tloS-e to he.. Bit her face, to which she wanted to
give a stern arin.l deter mined expression, expressed discom-
fitrtie annl uH teini-,.
Dr.:.Al) hb said, in a soft. timid voice. He drew his
hen.l iut':. hlis sl.:.ul,.ler- annd wanted to have a pitiable,
IIumjllr I1.:,k, but lie ni:,ne tlh, l]Is beamed with freshness
an. hllth. \\'ith a ilpid.l -laiace she surveyed from head
t-. t'oi.t hliS; h.le Ifiure, whicLl beamed with freshness and
lie-lth. ** Ye, hie is happy arn. satisfied!" she thought.
SAnIl I?- And th.t I-lgliutting kindness of his, for
which all I.:.ve: and.l pIie hilu: I hate that kindness,"
;he th.:.ught. Her i.:.uth lma set, and the facial muscle
on the right sid.l of her pale, nervous face began to quiver.
SW\'hat do you i ish ?" sht: said, in a rapid, strange
d ih:-t t,:nr.
"D".ll.!" he repeated, nith a tremble in his voice,
'*Ann ,i ill be here t -.lay."
"What is that to me? I cannot receive her!" she
But we ought to, Dolly -"
Go, go, go," she shouted, without looking at him, as
though this cry had been provoked by physical pain.
Stepan Ark6devich could be calm, thinking of his wife,
could hope that everything was coming on," according
to Matvy4y's expression, and could quietly read the news-
paper and drink coffee; but when he saw her emaciated,
suffering face, heard that tone of voice, submissive to fate
and despairing, he gasped for breath, a lump rose in his
throat, and his eyes sparkled with tears.
0 Lord, what have I done? Dolly! For God's sake !


-If -" He could not continue: the sobs stopped in
his throat.
She slammed the chiffoniere to and looked at him.
"Dolly, what can I say ? Only this: forgive me! -
Remember, cannot nine years of life atone for minutes,
minutes "
She lowered her eyes and listened, waiting to hear what
he had to say, as though imploring him in some way to
change her belief.
Minutes of infatuation -!" he muttered, and wanted
to proceed, but at this word her lips were again com-
pressed, as though from physical pain, and again the
muscle leaped on the right side of her face.
Go away, go away from here! she cried, more pierc-
ingly still, and don't talk to me about your infatuation'
and about your abominations !"
She wanted to go away, but tottered and took hold .:.f
the back of a chair to steady herself. Her face expanded ;
her lips puffed up; her eyes were filled with tears.
"Dolly!" he muttered, sobbing. "For God's sake
think of the children They are not to blame! I am t.o
blame, so punish me and make me expiate my guilt! I
am prepared to do all I can! I am guilty, -there are
no words strong enough to say how guilty I am. But,
Dolly, forgive me!"
She sat down. He heard her hard, loud breathing,
and he was inexpressibly sorry for her. She was several
times on the point of speaking, but could not do so. He
"Thou thinkest of the children, to play with them, but
I know that they are now lost," she said, apparently re-
peating one of the phrases which she had been saying
to herself more than once in the last three days.
She had employed thou to him, and he looked at her
gratefully, and made a move to take her hand, but she
stepped aside in detestation.


I remember the children, and so shall do everything
int the world to save them ; but I do not know myself how
to save them : whether by taking them away from their
either, or by leaving them with their lewd father,-yes,
with their lewd father Tell me, after what was hap-
pened- cau we live together? Is it possible to do so?
Tell rue. is it l1poisible ?" she repeated, raising her voice.
" After my bhsbandl, the either of my children, has en-
tered into a love relations with their governess-"
What shall I d. ? What ?" he said, in a pitiful voice,
himseli unt knowing what he was saying, and bending his
head lower and lower.
I detest you, I loathe you !" she shouted, getting more
and more excited. Your tears are water! You have
never lu.ed me ; you have uo heart! You are not noble!
I detest yo'u, I despise you! You are a stranger to me,
yes, a complete stranger! She pronounced in pain and
maice the word stranger" which to her sounded so
He looked at her, and the malice which was expressed
in her face frightened and surprised him. He did not
understand that it was his pity for her which so irritated
her. She saw his pity for her, but not love. "No, she
hates me. She will not forgive me," he thought.
"It is terrible! Terrible!" he muttered.
Just then a child began to cry in another room, having
evidently fallen down; Darya Aleks6ndrovna listened,
and her face was suddenly softened.
It apparently took her several seconds to regain her
senses, as though she did not know where she was and
what she ought to do; then she rose quickly and moved
toward the door.
"She does love my child," he thought, observing the
change of her face at the cry of the child, "my child;
how, then, can she hate me ?"
"Dolly, one word more," he said, following her.


If you follow me, I will call the people, the childieu :
Let all know that you are a scoundrel! I shall Ir:i\r
to-day, and you can stay here with your paramour !"
And she left, slamming the door.
Stepan Arkadevich drew a sigh, wiped his face, and witLh
soft steps left the room. "Matvy4y says, It is ccwi-ng
on'; but how? I do not see even the possibility. OhI.
oh, how terrible! And how trivial her cry was!' he
said to himself, recalling her cry and the words "st.'-n-
drel" and "paramour." "Maybe the girls have h-ai'l
her Terribly trivial, terribly !"
Stepan ArkAdevich stood alone several seconds, dr!id
his eyes, sighed, and, expanding his breast, left the room.
It was a Friday, and a German clock-maker was win diun
up the clock in the dining-room. Stepan recalled his j'k-'
about this accurate bald-headed clock-maker, which \va3
that the German himself was wound up for a lifetime, iiL
order to wind up clocks," and he smiled. Stepan Arkli-
devich was fond of a good joke. "And maybe it i-
coming on! Coming on is a good little word," he thought.
"I must tell it!"
Matvy4y !" he called. "Fix everything with Mlirya
in the sofa-room for Anna Arkidevna," he said to M:a-
tvydy, who had made his appearance.
"Yes, sir."
Stepan Arkddevich put on his fur coat, and went out (n
the porch.
"Will you dine at home ?" asked MatvyBy, who v.a
seeing him out.
It depends. Here, take this for what may be needed."
he said, handing him ten roubles, from his pocket ih:ook.
"Will it be enough ?"
"Whether enough, or not, I shall have to manage-, I
suppose," said Matvy6y, slamming the carriage door to,
and stepping back on the porch.
In the meantime Darya Aleksdndrovna, having qui,-t'lI


the chill, and judging from the .- s:'Ud .:,f the cairriage that
bh hal left, aga-i returned to the leepiig-r,:,.,W. That was
her,. only re.trat fr*.Lum di:s.-estic arre, whIich as, iild her
the moment. she :.amwI out of it. Even now, m tie short
tiiu.: doing which .she Lha. ste--'ipe into:. the uniriry, the
Engli-h governess au l Matr.'n:i Fliiirinov. had managed
t':' an.llltre a nuulmber o:f qlue-tio:ns to:, hIr, which sutlered no
d.lela, anDl to which shel aliou- :,tiil. reply : \Vhat were the
chilili-u to: put on for the walk ? WVe-re they t c g:t milk?
Haid tley not better Ind.l finr in.'ther cok ? "
OIh. l.t iii alon, l-t we al',on he, uaid, in.l1, after
rtturnirn tl tht slee.ing-ri:i.t, she sot -.l:WDn in ths same
PIla.e florn which sh,: ai.il bieer .--n-akiig with he.r hus-
banl. clin: hing h'.r ria;'ite.l hi.nilds with the rings that
flipp'-..l down her b:ny fingers-. and I .egan in imi;giiinationto
r..i- v.w t lie v.'h:l i? past c::iuov:ratii:in.
SH. ha, gnet! I wiunde-r how he t-iish..-il up with
/c,i." she tho:iu.hlt Is it ipossibl h,- -e-t her still ? Why
did I not ask him n No, no: we c:innot liv- together.
Even if w-- re-w:in living iu :)on hb:.us- we are str ngers!
Fo,:r :.iv.r tr.ang-ers '!" -h agai r:epeatel that ,Noril which
to her was so tenri ble H: -ow I lov'.e l.u, 0 God, how
I d.lid love him'-- How I lovely him 1 Ani.l I.,. I not
love,: him inorv' ? DIo I u.ot .:i\ him mi.:re than ever?
\'hat is most terril.lIe is -" -he I. egIn, :lot did not. finish
hei thought bIe:iau M1jtr-'rna FUilmn,.,\na thrust her
Ieu-ad through t he: door.
Will y:ou not older mei t. : *en,1 for iiy brother ?" she
s:ul. \ W' will get soiLe kind ':i a .linjur reiaily; for
ye-strral. y the .hil lren Iladi nothing to ,-at until six."
All right, I will Ie out in .1 minute to attendl to it.
H.ive iou seint foi:r fresh milk "
Andl Ilirya Alek.s:iir.-ua buried. herselt in tlhe cares
of the ,d:i. aud.i for :-twhile drown.-d he.r solri:iw in them.

STEPAN ARKiDEVICH had studied well at school, thanks
to his good ability, but had been lazy and mischievous,
and so graduated way down the list; but, in spite of his
sporting life, inconsiderable rank, and youthful age, he occu-
pied an honourable, lucrative post of chief in one of the
Moscow courts. This place he had obtained through the
husband of his sister Anna, Aleksy6y Aleksandrovich
Karenin, who held one of the most prominent posts in
the ministry to which the court belonged; and if Karenin
had not got this appointment for his brother-in-law, a hun-
dred other persons, brothers, sisters, cousins, uncles, aunts
would have procured for Stiva Obl6nski this place, or
another similar position, with something like six thousand
roubles salary, which he needed because his affairs, in spite
of his wife's considerable fortune, were in a bad shape.
Half of Moscow and of St. Petersburg were StepAn
Ark6devich's relatives or friends. He was born in the
midst of those people who were or became the mighty of
this world. One-third of the statesmen, the old men, had
been his father's friends, and had known him in his baby
shirts; another third were on an intimate footing with
him, speaking "thou" to him, and the remainder were
good friends of his; consequently, the distributers of the
earthly benefits, in the shape of posts, tenures, concessions,
and the like, were all his friends and could not overlook
one of their own; and so Obl6nski did not have to put
forth any special effort in order to get a profitable place;
all he had to do was not to refuse, not to be envious, nor


quarrel, nI.:r Ie Mdieel, : n which h e, with his characteristic
kindne-3 at. heat, u.iver did. It w.:,uld have seemed ridic-
ul:ous ti him if any one hal told him that he would not
get a r.poiition with such a salary as he needed, the more
.: mi,:':- e did not demnlandi anything extraordinary; all
he wanted was: what his e:.'om:rad.s received, and he could
attend to:m su.h duties as well as anybody.
Stc'i;n Ark:idvii.h was not only loved by all who knew
him, for hiJ k:milly, c:h.ieertul manner and undoubted hon-
esty but in him, in his hau'is',:e, bright appearance,
%iarkliu:. eye', bla.tk brows and hair, whiteness and glow
i:t fat:.e, three wa. -o :mrlthiui whit.h affected people who
me-t lum with a pihy. -s.al si:n-ation of friendliness and
Luilth. Ata Stiva Obl:inski! There he is!" people
nearly al';ays sail, with a joyful -mile, when they met
him. Even though it should have happened that after a
i:.:nversation with him it turned out that nothing joyful
bad oc:,':urre:. i:u the next day all again met him with
the- ame eexpies iiins of jo-y.
This wa, th-- third year that he had occupied the post
of c-hilf irm o:,n of the courts of Mo.low, and during that
time h hae hal g.dued not :onuly thte Jove,but also the respect
of his associates, subordinates, and superiors, and of every-
body who had anything to do with him. His chief quali-
ties, which had won him universal respect in his service,
consisted, in the first place, in an extraordinary indulgence
to people, which was based on the consciousness of his
own faults ; in the second place, in his absolute liberal-
ism, not the liberalism which he had fished out from
newspapers, but that which was in his blood, and on'
account of which he treated all men, po matter what
their condition or calling might be, with a.l sollti equal-
ity; and, in the third, and most important, place, in a
complete indifference to the business to which he at-
tended, so that he was never carried away and never made
any mistakes.


Upon arriving at his place of service, Stepan ArkAde-
vich went to his small cabinet, accompanied by a respect-
ful porter with a portfolio, put on his uniform, and entered
the courtroom. The scribes and serving-men all rose,
greeting him merrily and respectfully. Stepan Ark~de-
vich passed as hurriedly as ever to his seat, pressed the
hands of the members, and sat down. He jested and
talked precisely as much as was proper, and proceeded to
business. No one knew better than Stepin Arkadevich
how to find the exact limit of freedom, simplicity, and
official bearing which was necessary for the pleasant
transaction of business. The secretary, like all the rest in
Stepan Arkidevich's court, merrily and respectfully came
up with some documents, and said, in that familiar and
liberal tone which had been introduced by Stepin Ark6-
We have at last managed to get some information
from the Government office of Penza. Wouldn't you like
to see ?"
You have, at last ?" said Stepan Ark6devich, putting
his finger in the document. Well, gentlemen -" And
the session began.
"If they knew," he thought, inclining his head with a
significant look, while listening to the report, "what a
guilty boy their chairman was but half an hour ago!"
And his eyes laughed at the reading of the report. The
work was to last uninterruptedly until two o'clock, when
there was to be a recess and a breakfast.
It was not yet two o'clock when the large glass door
of the court-hall was suddenly opened, and somebody
entered. All. the members, below the emperor's portrait
and back' of the mirror of justice, looked at the door, glad
to have a distraction; but the janitor, who was standing
at the entrance, immediately drove the intruder out, and
closed the glass door after him.
When the case was read, Step6n Ark6devich got up


and stretcIhe>d hilueli, and. p:yinmg his dui.tte to the liberal-
i-l of) the time. ,drew a ci-.iette out ,of his pocket in the
i..iirttio min, and ,went to his :cablinet. Two., of his associates,
Nikltiu. who had I., :i.ol e ol1l in the i:er'.ie, ai di Page of
the Chatul.ber Griu\i.:h i- ame out with hin.
We shall hve time euni...hb to 1lijis it aftir break-
fast," .,nd Step:in A l:;ilevi':h
I should say so.' said Nikctim.
"That FO:uin uLnIIt l..e ha tine ri:al," I aid Grindvich
about one of thle p.isous in the .::ae whi.:h they were ex-
a nin iii,,
St:[;in Ark.idevi,:h fio'r.neil at C-irinvi:h'- words, thus
intiniiati4 that it wav i.:,t priol.r to for ini a judgment in
aidvai:e, and ma.I.e no reply to hiLi.
"Who was it that came in ?" he asked the janitor.
"A fellow came without asking, your Excellency, the
moment I turned away. He wanted to see you. I told
him that when the members came out -"
Where is he ?"
"He must have gone out into the vestibule, for he has
been walking up and down here. That man there," said
the janitor, pointing to a strongly built, broad-shouldered
man, with a curly beard, who, without taking off his
sheep-fur cap, was swiftly and lightly running up the
worn steps of the stone staircase. A lean official, with a
portfolio, who was descending, stopped and disapprovingly
looked at the feet of him who was running, and then
glanced interrogatively at Obl6nski.
Stepin Arkidevich was standing at the head of the
staircase. His good-natured, beaming face, which pro-
truded from the embroidered collar of his uniform, shone
more brightly still when he recognized the man who was
running up the stairs.
"That's it! Levin, at last !" he said, with a friendly,
derisive smile, surveying Levin, who was coming up toward
him. So thou didst not mind looking me up in my


lair !" said Stepan Arkadevich, not satisfied with a pressure
of the hand, and kissing his friend. "How long hast
thou been here?"
I have just arrived, and I wanted very much to see
thee," replied Levin, timidly and at the same time angrily
and restlessly looking about him.
"Come to my cabinet," said Stepan Arkadevich, who
knew the egoistic and grim timidity of his friend.
Taking hold of his arm, he drew him along, as though
leading him past dangerous places.
Stepan Ark6devich was on "thou terms with nearly
all of his acquaintances: with old men of sixty years of
age, with boys of twenty, with actors, with ministers, with
merchants, and with adjutants-general, so that many of
those who were on thou" terms with him were on the
two extreme points of the social ladder, and would have
been very much surprised if they had found out that they
had something in common through Obl6nski. He spoke
"thou" to everybody with whom he drank champagne,
and he drank champagne with everybody, and so, if, in
the presence of his subordinates, he met some of his shame-
fid thous," as he, jestingly, called many of his friends,
he, with characteristic tact, knew how to minimize the
unpleasantness of this impression for his subordinates.
Levin was not a shameful thou," but Obl6nski with his
tact felt that Levin thought that he, perhaps, did not wish
to show his familiarity with him in the presence of the
subordinates, and so Obl6nski hastened to take him to his
Levin was almost of the same age as Obl6nski, and their
"thou relations were not due to drinking champagne
alone. Levin was the companion and friend of his first
youth. They loved each other, in spite of the difference
of their characters and tastes, as two friends love each
other who have become intimate in their first youth.
And yet, in spite of it, as often happens with people who


have chosen different fields of action, each of them justi-
fying the other's activity. in his heart detested it. It
seemed to each of them that the life which he himself
was leading was the only real life, and that the one which
his friend was leading was merely an apparition. Obldn-
ski c:'uld not withhold a hght derisive smile at the sight
of Levin. This was by no means the first time Stepin
Arkddevrich saw him :coralin- to:- Moscow from the country,
where he was doing something, but what it really was
Stepin Arkadvench never could well make out, nor was he
interested to:, know. Levin always arrived in Moscow
agitated, nervous, a little oppressed and irritated by this
oppressive feeling, and generally with an entirely new,
unexpected view of things. Stepan Arkadevich laughed
at this and loved it. Even so Levin in his innermost soul
despised the city life of his friend, and his service, which
he regarded as trifling, and he made fun of it all. But
there was this difference, that Obl6nski, doing what every-
body was doing, laughed self-confidently and good-na-
turedly, while Levin laughed diffidently and sometimes
"We have been waiting for you for a long time,"
said Step6n Ark6devich, as he entered the cabinet and let
go Levin's arm, as though to indicate that the danger
was past here. Very, very glad to see you," he con-
tinued. "Well, how are you? When did you get
here ?"
Levin kept silence, glancing at the unfamiliar faces of
Obl6nski's associates, and especially at the hand of elegant
Grinevich, with such long, white fingers, such long, yellow
nails bent at the end, and such enormous shining cuff-
buttons, that these hands apparently absorbed his whole
attention and did not give him any freedom of thought.
Obl6nski noticed this and smiled.
Oh, yes, let me make you acquainted," he said. My
associates: Filipp Ivinych Nikitin, Mikhafl Stanislivich


Grinevich," and, turning to Levin, "a new man of the
County Council, a gymnast, who can raise two hundred
pounds with one hand, a cattle-raiser and hunter, and my
friend, Konstantin Dmitrievich Levin, a brother of Ser-
gyey Ivdnych Koznysh4v."
"Happy to know you," said the old man.
I have the honour of knowing your brother, Sergy6y
Ivinych," said Grin6vich, offering him his thin hand with
the long nails.
Levin frowned, coldly pressed the hand, and immediately
turned to Obl6nski. Though he had great respect for his
half-brother of the same mother, the well-known author,
he could not bear being addressed, not as Konstantin Levin.
but as the brother of the famous Koznyshev.
No, I am no longer interested in the County Council.
I have quarrelled with everybody, and I no longer attend
the assemblies," he said, turning to Obl6nski.
So suddenly !" Obl6nski said, with a smile. But
how? Why?"
"It's a long story. I will tell you some day," he said,
but immediately began to tell it to him. Well, to be
brief, I convinced myself that there is no such a thing as
County Council activity, and that there can be none,"
he said, as though some one had offended him. On the
one hand, it is a toy, they play parliament, and I am
not sufficiently young, nor sufficiently old, to waste my
time with toys ; on the other hand" (he hemmed), "it is
a means for the county coterie to make money. In for-
mer days there used to be guardianships and courts, and
now it is the County Council, not in the shape of bribes,
but in the shape of unearned salaries," he spoke vehe-
mently, as though one of the men present were disputing
his opinion.
Oho! I see, you are again in a new phase, in the
conservative," said StepAn Arkidevich. "However, we
shall speak later of it."


." Yes. later; but I uwutedi tc:, '.:e you," said Levin,
1:o,:ki,,g h latelIly at 1Gr;in \ii:'s Lhad.
Stc'.ipan Arkil-'v-ich ga\,: a starcely e .e..ltible smile.
I thought yo:.u said that .:yu \v.:uld rnve,:r again put
ion Eir..pealn icl: these 1 he id. d, jxamninug his new suit,
which w.,a evidently wade b'y French tail.'i. "Yes, I
i t, it Is a new pha'.'
Levin uudd'euly blushed, nor:t :; gr:win pIer~r'ns blush,
-lightly, with..ut .ii:ti,:iug it th..m~-lv's, but as boys
blush.-- feeliin that tlhey are ritdicul.:us in their bashful-
nc.:,, and ci:'n',..,ilaently f:.cling iLu:'re .ahaiumd, and blush-
12ing lor, almi:it to:' ter. It Wa. s.:. -tran-ge to see this
iutellibent. wuauly ;fa: in luch a boyish state that
ObI',u o ki quit li.:,'k rig ,t hiu.
l** t vwhr shiall we s:: e.ich :other I have some-
thing very, very important to talk to you about," said
Obl6nski seemed to be reflecting.
"Listen! We shall drive to Giirin's for breakfast,
and there we shall have a chat. I am at liberty until
"No," replied Levin, after a moment's thought, "I have
to make a few calls yet."
"All right, then we shall dine together."
"Dine ? But I have nothing special, only a couple
of words, something to ask, and then to chat."
"Then tell me the couple of words now, and at dinner
we shall chat."
"It's like this," said Levin, "however, it's nothing
His face suddenly assumed an evil expression, due to
his effort to overcome his bashfulness.
"What are the Shcherb6tskis doing ? As ever?" he
Stepdn Arkadevich, who had known for a long time
that Levin was in love with his sister-in-law Kitty, gave


a scarcely perceptible smile, and his eyes had a merry
You said 'a couple of words,' but I cannot answer
you in a couple of words because Excuse me for a
minute "
There entered the secretary. With a respectful famil-
iarity and a certain modest consciousness of his supe-
riority over his chief in the knowledge of his business,
which is common to all secretaries, he walked over to
Obl6nski, to whom, under the guise of a question, he be-
gan to explain a certain difficulty. Stepin Arkidevich,
without listening to all he had to say, graciously put his
hand on the secretary's sleeve.
No, you do as I told you," he said, softening the re-
mark with a smile; and, giving him a brief explanation
of how he understood the affair, he pushed aside the
papers and said: "Do it like that, if you please, Zakhir
The embarrassed secretary withdrew. Levin, who dur-
ing the consultation with the secretary had completely
regained his composure, stood leaning with both his arms
on a chair, and on his countenance there was an expres-
sion of derisive attention.
"I don't understand it, I don't," he said.
"What do you not understand ?" Obl6nski said, also
smiling a merry smile, and taking out a cigarette. He
was expecting some strange act from Levin.
I do not understand what you are doing," said Levin,
shrugging his shoulders. "How can you do it so seri-
ously ?"
"Because there is nothing to do."
"You think so, but we are overwhelmed with work."
"Paper work. Well, yes, you have a gift for it," added
That is, you think that I have a lack of something ?"


Perhaps so," said Levin. Still, I admire your grtat-
ness, and I am proud to have such a great mian for my
friend. But you have net answered my question," he
added, with a desperate effort lookmg straight iut,:
Obldliuki's eyes.
All right, all right. Wait. awhile and you will come
to it. It is well o long as you have three thousand
desyatinas iLi Karifiu County, and such muscles, and
such freshness, as in a girl of twelve years, but you
will come to it yet. About what you ask:d me, there
is uo change, but what a pity you have not been here for
so lIug a time !"
Wh'? Levin asked, in fright.
N:thLing," replied IObl6nski. "We shall talk of it.
What did you really come for '
"- Oh, we shall talk of it later," said Levin, a.,ain blush-
ing to his ears.
All right. So it is agreed?" said Stepin Arkadevich.
"You see, I would invite you to the house, but my wife
is not at all well. Say, if you want to see them, they
will certainly be this afternoon, between four and five, in
the Zoological Garden. Kitty is going to skate there.
Go there, and I will come for you, and we will drive
somewhere to dinner."
"Very well. Good-bye, then "
"Remember I I know you, you will forget yet, or
suddenly you will return to the country Stepan Arkd-
devich called out to him, laughing.
"No, I will, sure."
And, recalling that he had forgotten to greet Obl6nski's
associates, when he was already at the door, Levin left
the room.
"He is, no doubt, a very energetic gentleman," said
Grindvich, after Levin had left.
"Yes, my friend," said Stepin Arkidevich, shaking his
head. What a lucky fellow! Three thousand desya-


tinas in KarAzin County, everything ahead, and how much
freshness! Not like you or me "
"What have you to complain about, Stepan ArkAde-
vich ?"
"It is bad, miserable," said Stepan Arkddevich, heaving
a deep sigh.

AVIIEN OMbl,)uski had asked Le'.iu what lhe had really
co'me fur, Levin had blu.hed and I.eco :me angry at himself
for having blush-ed,, because he could not have answered
him, I ha~e coIne to proripse to: your sister-in-law,"
though that was the only reason why he had made the
The houses of the Levins and the Shcherb6tskis were
old, noble Moscow houses, which had always been in close,
friendly relations. This intimacy had become strength-
ened during Levin's student days. He had prepared
himself with the young Prince ShcherbAtski for the uni-
versity and had entered it together with him. Prince
Shcherbatski was the brother of Dolly and of Kitty. At
that time Levin frequently called at the house of the
Shcherbatskis, and fell in love with that house. How-
ever strange it may appear, Konstantin Levin was in love
with the house as a whole, with the family, especially
with the feminine part of it. Levin himself did not re-
member his mother, and his only sister was older than he,
so that in the house of the Shcherbitskis he for the first
time saw that milieu of an old, cultured, honourable aris-
tocratic family, of which he had been deprived by the
death of his parents. All the members of this family,
especially the feminine part of it, appeared to him as
though covered with a mysterious, poetical curtain, and
he not only failed to see any defects in them, but behind
that poetical curtain, which veiled them, he assumed the
most exalted sentiments and all possible perfections.


Why the three young ladies had to speak French and
English on alternate days; why they, at stated hours, one
after another played the piano, the sounds of which could
be heard up-stairs in their brother's room where the
students studied together; why, at stated hours, there
came teachers of French literature, of music, of drawing,
of dancing; why, at stated hours, all three young ladies
with Mile. Linon drove in a carriage to the Tver Boule-
vard, wearing their velvet fur coats, Dolly's coat being
long, Natalie's half-long, Kitty's entirely short, so that
her well-shaped legs in tightly fitting red stockings were
plainly visible; why they had to walk on the boulevard,
accompanied by a lackey with a gold cockade on his hat;
all that and many more things which took place in their
mysterious world he did not understand, but he knew
that everything which was doing there was beautiful, and
he was in love with the very mysteriousness of everything
which occurred there.
During his student life he came very near falling in
love with the eldest, Dolly, but she was soon married to
Obl6nski. Then he began to fall in love with the second.
He seemed to feel that he had to fall in love with one of
the sisters but could not make out which one in particu-
lar. But Natalie married the diplomat Lvov, the moment
she made her appearance in society. Kitty was a mere
child when he left the university. Young Shcherbitski
entered the navy and was drowned in the Baltic Sea, and
Levin's relations with the Shcherbatskis, in spite of his
friendship with Oblonski, became less frequent. But
when, this last year, Levin in the beginning of winter
arrived in Moscow, after a year in the country, and saw
the ShcherbAtskis, he comprehended with which of the
three he was really fated to fall in love.
One would think that nothing could have been simpler
than for him, a man of good family, rather wealthy than
otherwise, thirty-two years of age, to have proposed to


Prinm,::-s Si herbrStsl-i,- in all prlrobability he would have
been at :crii:t: regardediJ a suitable iuat:ch. B:ut Levin
.ai in hov:., aniDl S it se::-me to himi that Kitty vw-a such
|rtfe:':ti:'u in Every r,-espic-:'t, suc..h !a tran:..:e' :n-rtal being,
and lie himself sui:h an e.rthly, humble creature, that
thlre- :ulil not e.ven I.e a hp..lsiil.ity thit o:.tht'er, and
she hebr- elf, -shiboild :onEIidler hilu a.t ll w.Itlthy of her.
Having passei.-d tw.. months in M:oi:i:'c .-s it in .1 state of
int:.xi:,-ition, leajily every dny S'eing Kitty in society,
whither he began to go in order to see her, he suddenly
decided that it could not be, and left for the country.
Levin's conviction that it could not be was based on
the fact that in the eyes of her relatives he was a dis-
advantageous, unworthy match for charming Kitty, and
that Kitty herself could not love him. To the thinking
of her relatives he had no definite, habitual activity and
position in the world, while his companions were, at his
age of thirty-two, one a colonel and aid-de-camp, another
a professor, or a director of a bank and of railways, or a
chairman of a court, as Obl6nski; but he (he knew full
well how he must appear to others) was a landed proprie-
tor who was interested in the breeding of cows, shooting
of snipes, and building of structures, that is, he was a
fellow without any talent, who had not turned out to be
anything, and who, in the opinion of society, was doing
precisely what worthless men did.
Mysterious, charming Kitty herself could not love such
a homely man as he thought himself to be, and, above
everything else, such a simple, insignificant man. Be-
sides, his former relations to Kitty-those of an adult
to a child, on account of his friendship for her brother -
seemed to him a new obstacle in his love. An unattract-
ive, good fellow, such as he regarded himself to be, might
be loved like a friend, he thought, but to be loved by that
love, which he himself felt for Kitty, one had to be hand-
some and, above all, a distinguished man.


He had frequently heard it said that women lcv>d
homely, simple men, but he did not believe it, because
he judged from himself, and he could love only handsome,
mysterious, distinguished women.
But, after staying two months in the country, he con-
vinced himself that it was not one of those infatuati':'n
which he had experienced in his first youth; that this
feeling did not give him a moment of rest; that he could
not live without solving the question whether she would
be his wife, or not; that his despair was only due to his
imagination, and that he had no proofs that he would Le
refused. And so he now came to Moscow with the tirm
resolution of proposing and marrying, if he should be
accepted. Or--he could not think of what would be-
come of him if he should be refused.


H.AVNlc arrived in \IMos:.cow on the morning train,
Levin stopped at the house :4i his elder half-brother, on
his iw:nthr':s idi,: Koznysh!v. IH: dressed himself and
entered the cabinet, intending to tell his brother at once
why he had come, and to ask his advice; but he was not
alone. In the cabinet was sitting a famous professor
of philosophy, who had arrived from Kharkov for the
explicit purpose of clearing up a misunderstanding which
had arisen between them on an important philosophical
The professor had been fiercely attacking the material-
ists, and Sergy4y Koznyshdv had been following the
controversy with interest and, having read the professor's
last article, had given him his objections in a letter:
he had accused the professor of making too great conces-
sions to the materialists. And so the professor at once
came to see him, in order to arrive at some understanding.
The question under discussion was one which was then in
vogue: Is there a line of demarcation between psychic
and physiological phenomena in human activity, and
where is it?
Sergy4y Ivinovich received his brother with his habit-
ual kindly, cold smile. Having introduced him to the
professor, he continued his discussion.
The little man in spectacles, with a narrow brow, for a
moment tore himself away from the conversation, in order
to exchange greetings, and again continued his dispute,
without paying any attention to Levin. Levin sat down


in the hope that the professor would leave soon, but
before long himself became interested in the subject
under discussion.
Levin had in periodicals come across the articles of
which they were talking, and, having studied the natural
sciences at the university, had read them with interest as
being the evolution of the familiar foundations of the
natural sciences, but had never connected these scientific
deductions about the origin of man as an animal, about
reflexes, about biology and sociology, with those questions
about the meaning of life and death for himself, which of
late had been troubling him more and more.
As he listened to his brother's conversation with the
professor, he noticed that they combined the scientific
questions with questions of the heart, several times closely
approached the latter, but each time, the moment they
touched on that which to him seemed to be of prime im-
portance, immediately hurried away from it, and again
lost themselves in the sphere of minute subdivisions, res-
ervations, quotations, hints, and references to authorities,
so that he had difficulty in following them.
"I cannot admit," said Sergyey Ivanovich, with his
customary clearness and precision of expression and ele-
gance of diction, "I cannot under any condition agree
with Keys that my whole conception of the external
world springs from the impressions. The very funda-
mental concept of existence is not acquired by me through
sensation, for there does not even exist a special organ for
the transmission of that concept."
Yes; but they, Wurst, and Knaust, and Prip6sov, will
answer you that your consciousness of existence springs
from the totality of all sensations, that this consciousness
of existence is the result of sensations. Wurst even says
directly that, as soon as there are no sensations, there is
also no concept of existence."
But I will say began Sergydy Ivdnovich.


Here it again seemed to Levin that, as they were ap-
proajhiug the maiL issue, they again departed from it, and
he decided to prropoet, a quesItion to the professor.
II So, if the senses are destroyed, if iy body dies, there
can be no existeni:e he asked
The professor. with annoyance, and as though with
mental pnin irom the interruptiou, lu:oked around at the
strange questioner, who resembled more a man who tows
boats than a philosopher, and transferred his eyes to
Sergy4y Ivinovich, as though to ask, "What shall I
say ?" But Sergy4y Iv6novich, who was far from speak-
ing with the same effort and one-sidedness as the profes-
sor, and in whose head there was left enough room both
to answer the professor and understand that simple and
natural point of view from which the question was put,
smiled, and said:
"We have not yet the right to decide this question -"
"We have no data," confirmed the professor, continuing
his argument. No," he said, I point out to you that if,
as Pripisov says distinctly, sensation has for its founda-
tion impression, we must strictly distinguish these two
Levin was not listening any longer; he waited for the
professor to leave.


AFTER the professor had left, Sergy4y Ivdnrv-ich turned
to his brother.
"I am very glad that you have come. For how long ?
How is the farm?"
Levin knew that farming little interested his elder
brother, and that he asked him about it only t.i please
him, and so he answered only by telling him of the sale
of wheat, and about money matters.
Levin wanted to tell his brother of his intention to
marry, and to ask his advice,-he had firmly dledled
to do so; but when he saw his brother and heard his con-
versation with the professor, and when he later heard
that involuntarily condescending tone with which his
brother asked him about farm matters (their maternal
estate was indivisible, and Levin had charge : of both part-,.
Levin felt that for some reason he could noit begin to
speak with his brother about his intention I:of marryiuc.
He felt that his brother would not look upon the matter
as he should like him to.
Well, how is the County Council with you ?" asked
SergyBy Ivinovich, who was very much interested mi th-
institution, and ascribed a great significance to it.
Really, I do not know "
"What? But are you not a member :of the admin-
istration ?"
"No, I am no longer; I have stepped out." replied
Levin, "and I no longer attend the meetings."


I am surry said SergyBy Ivdnovich, knitting his

To justify his action, Levin began to tell of what took
place at the meetings in his county.
It is always that way!" Sergy4y Ivanovich inter-
rupted him. We Russians are always that way. Maybe
it is a good feature in us, this ability to see our short-
comings; but we overdo it, we take consolation in irony,
which is ever ready on our tongues. Let me tell you
that if such rights as our county institutions were granted
to any other European nation, the Germans and Eng-
lish would work out liberty from them, but we Russians
only laugh."
But what is to be done ?" Levin said, guiltily. This
was my last experiment. And I tried it with all my heart.
I can't. I am unfit."
No, not unfit," said Sergy6y Ivanovich, "but you do
not look at the matter right."
"Maybe," Levin replied, gloomily.
"Do you know, brother Nikol6y is here again."
Brother Nikolay was Konstantin Levin's eldest brother
and Sergyey Ivdnovich's half-brother, a ruined man, who
had wasted a great part of his fortune, who moved in the
strangest and worst kind of society, and who had quarrelled
with his brothers.
"You don't say!" Levin cried out, in terror. How
do you know?"
Prok6fi saw him in the street."
"Here in Moscow ? Where is he? Do you know ? "
Levin got up from his chair, as though getting ready to
leave at once.
I am sorry I told you about it," said Sergy6y Iv6no-
vich, shaking his head at the agitation of his younger
brother. "I had them find out where he lived, and sent
him his note to Trdbin, which I paid. This is what he
writes to me," and Sergyey Ivinovich gave his brother


a note which he took out from underneath a paper-
Levin read what was written in a strange handwriting,
resembling his own: "I humbly ask to be left alone.
That is all I demand from my amiable brothers. NikolAy
Levin read it, and, without raising his head, with the
note in his hands, stood in front of Sergy6y Ivanovich.
In his heart there struggled the desire now to forget his
unfortunate brother, and the consciousness that this would
not be good.
Evidently he wants to offend me," continued Sergyey
Ivanovich, but he cannot offend me, and I should like to
assist him with all my heart, but I know that it is impos-
sible to do so."
"Yes, yes," repeated Levin. I understand and appre-
ciate your relation to him; but I will go to see him."
If you want to, do so, but I advise you not to go," said
Sergyey Ivanovich. "That is, so far as I am concerned, I
am not afraid of it, for he will not bring discord between
you and me; but for your own sake, I advise you not
to go. He cannot be helped. However, do as you
Maybe he cannot be helped, but I feel, especially at
this moment, well, that is another matter, I feel that
I cannot be at rest."
"I do not understand that," said Sergy6y Ivanovich.
" This much I know," he added, it is a lesson in humility.
I have begun to look differently and more leniently at what
is called baseness, ever since brother Nikoldy has turned
out to be what he is You know what he has done "
Oh, it is terrible, terrible !" repeated Levin.
Having received his brother's address from Sergy4y
Ivanovich's lackey, Levin wanted to go to see him at once,
but, after some reflection, he decided to put off his visit
until the evening. First of all, in order to have peace


of mind, it was necessary to settle the affair which had
brought him to Moscow. From his brother's, Levin drove
to Obl6nski's court, and then, having learned all about the
Shcherbatskis, he went where he was told he could see


AT four o'clock, Levin, hearing his beating hea-rt, got
out of the cab at the Zoological Garden, and il:o:'ng a pnth
went to the coasting-hills and the skating-rink, quitL- sure-
that he would find her there, because he hid s-een the
carriage of the ShcherbAtskis at the entr'ncre.
It was a clear, frosty day. At the entrance st.::,d.l r:wv.s
of carriages, sleighs, sledges, and gendarmes. Neait-l:L.,l;irng
people, whose hats glistened in the bright sun, !-wartwied
at the entrance and on the swept paths, Ietween the
Russian huts with the carved gables; the (ld. ,:uiily
birches of the garden, weighted down by the snuw, seemn:ld
to have been clad in new, solemn vestments.
He walked along the path toward the link, sivinu. to:
himself: "I must not be agitated, I must .alin iii ym 1 ef.
What is the matter with you ? What do you want ? Keep
quiet, stupid!" he addressed his heart. And the mu:,re he
tried to calm himself, the more did he gasp fr.i b.l.itth. He
met an acquaintance, who called his name, but he did not
even recognize him. He went up to the coa;tin'-hilll,
where clanged the chains of the descending and :ascend'uig
sleds, and where the coasting sleds creaked, and the merry
voices resounded. He went a few steps farther, and I.~tot,
him lay the rink, and amidst all the skaters he inmmuedi-
ately recognized her.
He knew that she was there, from the joy and teri:.r
that took possession of his soul. She was stan.indg r nIui
talking to a lady, at the opposite end of the. rink. There
was nothing peculiar, it seemed, in her apparel or in her


pose-; bat for Levin it wa just as easy to tell her in that
crowd as to tell a roise-bush in the nettle:. Everything
was illuniuated by her. She was a smile that brightened
everything around her.
'I wonder whether I can go to her over the ice," he
thought. The place where she was appeared to him as an
mlac'essible auctuum. and there was a minute when he
almost went away : he felt zo terribly. He had to make
an effort over himself, and to reflect that all kinds of peo-
ple were walking about her, and that he himself might
have come there to skate. He went down, and for a long
time avoided looking at her, as at the sun, but he saw her,
as the sun, without looking at her.
On that day of the week, and at that time of the day,
there were gathered on the ice people belonging to one
circle,- all mutual acquaintances. There were there
experts in skating, who made a display of their art, and
those who were learning to skate behind chairs, with
timid, awkward motions, and boys, and old people, who
skated for hygienic reasons. All of them appeared to
Levin as especially favoured by fortune, for they were
there, near her. All the skaters, it seemed, quite indiffer-
ently caught up with her, or flew past her, even spoke
with her, and quite independently of her enjoyed them-
selves, making good use of the splendid ice and fine
Nikoldy Shcherb6tski, Kitty's cousin, in a short jacket
and tight pantaloons, was sitting on a bench with his
skates on his feet. Upon seeing Levin, he called out:
Oh, Russian champion skater! How long have you
been here ? Splendid ice, so put on the skates !"
"I have no skates with me," replied Levin, marvelling
at that boldness and ease of manner in her presence, and
not for a moment losing sight of her, though he was not
looking at her. He felt that the sun was getting nearer
to him. She was in the corner; she was skating toward


him, timidly placing her feet in the high shoes on the ice.
A boy in Russian costume, who waved his hands desper-
ately and bent his body down to the ground, was tryin-
to skate ahead of her. She did not skate very firmly ;
having taken out her hands from her little muff, which
was hanging down by a cord, she held them ready and.
looking at Levin, whom she had recognized, smiled at hi m
and at her fear. When the slide came to an end, she gave
herself a push with her lithe foot and skated up to Shcher-
batski; and, catching him with her hand, she, smiling,
nodded at Levin. She was prettier than he had imagin,.-:l
When he thought of her, he could vividly imagine her.
all of her, especially the charm of that little blond head,
with the expression of childlike brightness and goodness,
which was so freely poised on her stately, girlish shoulder-.
The childlike expression of her face in connection with
the slender beauty of her figure formed her especial charw,
which he well understood; but what always struck him
in her, as something unexpected, was that expression :of
her mild, quiet, and truthful eyes, and especially her smile,
which always transferred Levin into a fairy world, where
he felt himself touched and mollified, such as he could
remember himself in the rare days of his early childho'-1.
"Have you been here long ?" she said, giving him her
hand. Thank you," she added, when he picked up her
handkerchief which had fallen out of her muff.
I ? Not long, yesterday that is, to-day I arrived,"
replied Levin, who, in his agitation, did not at once under-
stand her question. "I wanted to call at your house," he
said; but, recalling with what purpose he had come to see
her, he immediately became embarrassed, and blushed. I
did not know that you could skate, and skate well."
She cast a fixed glance at him, as though wishing tii
know the cause of his confusion.
"I appreciate your praise. There is a tradition here


that you nre a ch:amplton skaterr" she said, brushing off
\ith her little l.iak-gk:ved hand the needles of hoarfrost
which had >settled on her muff.
Yes, at 0ke? time I was an impassioned skater; I
w tri t.'-l to:, rea,:.hb pertlectiou ."
SY,-u seemw tu do everything with a vim," she said,
sibling. "" I amu so anxi..uSi to see you skate. Put on
your skates, and let us skate together "
"Skate together Is it possible ?" thought Levin, look-
ing at her.
"I will put them on at once," he said.
And he went away to put on skates.
"You have not been here for a long time, sir," said the
rink-keeper, holding up his foot and screwing in the skate.
" Since you there have been no crack gentlemen skaters.
Is it all right ?" he said, tightening the strap.
All right, all right, be quick, if you please," replied
Levin, with difficulty repressing a smile of happiness,
which involuntarily appeared on his face. "Yes," he
thought, "this is life, this is happiness! Together, she
said, let us skate together. Shall I tell her now? But I
am afraid to say it for the very reason that I am happy,
happy at least in hope And then ? But I must!
I must, I must Avaunt thee, weakness !"
Levin stood up, took off his overcoat, and, taking a run
over the ice, which was rough near the hut, came out
where it was smooth, and was borne on with ease, as
though by a mere effort of the will increasing, diminish-
ing, and directing his pace. He approached her timidly,
but her smile again calmed him.
She gave him her hand, and they went together, increas-
ing their pace, and the faster they went, the more firmly
she pressed his hand.
"With you I should learn much faster; I somehow
have confidence in you," she said to him.
And I have confidence in myself, when you lean on


me," he said; but he iuimledi.itely I.'e:;L itrit-ilteied :it
what he had said, .inli I1.i-hAed A.nd, iil-e.1l, ti he lu':',eut
he had pronounced thee w,.'r..r., her fa'e. :u-1.1eole l:,:t it.
kindliness, as thou-.h the :un lhaIl lial.lpealedl I.ehlind 1 the
clouds, and Levin r'...ii::ei tlhe Iailiar play ...t her t,i'e,
which indicated an Hcnlrt. i :i thli.:ut : a wrikl, welledld
on her smooth brow.
Has anything iunpl'. ar t h ipp-tind:l to:l y.u How:ever,
I have no right to :i k y':u," L.- Vd.:l, ripid.ly.
"Why not? N:i, no'thiun ut ple.:a t has hal..ie.l"
she replied, coldly, ,al. ilum-illdattdly ,t.l:l..1 Yl:u i i\ve
not seen Mlle. Linun ? "
"Not yet."
"Go to see her, -he likes y,:'u i:. mu.:h."
"What is this ? I hav grievel Lher. 0 Liad. aid L !"
thought Levin. II' ran up to in d l Fr:enhwii..ntrn with
gray locks, who w.; s ittl:rg ,n r; tI-n. l. Se lmet hiiii is
an old friend, smilh.- iuand dilh ayij)ng hier fl:e t-eeth.
"Yes, we are glr:wi ." A sh ai, to': himl, in'li:.:tiug
Kitty with her eye,. ""Iand we are '[..\wing ...l. TIu,(
bear is big now !" c.-in tinuil.l th,: FrenrIi..Wu,'An, l.auhin.,
as she reminded hii it In: jike al,:,,it theI three y.'ng
ladies, whom he u:,'.l tO. iCall tlh:-e 1i"::rs tr:,n an Eng-
lish fairy-tale. "D :, y.'u rreui'l..e-:, you u:ei. t,: i.:all
them so ?"
He positively did n':t r:nini.il.-r, but h,.- l-rl .,..n
laughing at this jo:'ke foi tlie la ten y-eai., anudl ch
liked it.
"Go now, go t,, -Iat,:! Our Kitty k- ite- well rn.aw,
does she not ?"
When Levin skated up to Kitty, het fr:e was n': lo::ner
severe, and her eye: l:.:,'l;-ed ;i: truthful and Linu.lIv a; I..e-
fore, but it seemed t'.. Iliui tlihit in her kil'lini;: there \'.;s
a special, feignedly c.a'lio t'.'ne. Ani hle felt L ,~.l. Slhe
talked to him abt-,it lher .-,li g,,'verrles an anb.'] t iher
oddities, and then azked.: hli L: al. it hi o'wn liie.


.. D.n't v..u feel 1'onely in the ciuultry in winter?" she

u No, I do not, I am veiy busy," he said, feeling that
she was making him submit to her quiet tone, from which
he would be unable to issue, just as it had happened in the
beginning of winter.
"Have you come to stay long ?" Kitty asked him.
I do not know," he replied, without thinking what he
was saying. The thought came to him that if he sub-
mitted to that tone of hers, with its calm friendship, he
would again leave without deciding anything, and so he
made up his mind to become indignant.
You do not know ?"
"I do not. That depends on you," he said, immediately
becoming horrified at his words.
She had either not heard his words, or did not wish
to hear them; in any case, she acted as though she had
stumbled, struck her foot twice and quickly skated away
from him. She ran up to Mile. Linon, said something to
her, and started for the little house where the ladies
were taking off their skates.
"0 Lord, what have I done! 0 Lord my God Help
me, instruct me!" said Levin, praying and, at the same
time, feeling the necessity for violent motion, skating at
full speed, and describing inner and outer circles.
Just then one of the young men, the best of the new
skaters, came out, on his skates, from the coffee-house,
with a cigarette in his mouth, and at full speed started
down the steps, rattling and leaping up in his course.
He flew down on the ice and, without changing the free
position of his arms, glided along over the smooth
Oh, it's a new trick !" said Levin. He immediately
ran up-stairs in order to try this new trick.
"Don't kill yourself, -it takes practise!" Nikolay
ShcherbAtski shouted to him.


Levin walked up the ste-ps, took a run as fast as he
could, and flew down, .baauc:iLn himi,:el in the luaic'.us-
tomed motion with his arms. Ou the last ctep he LII.-ht
his foot, but, barely touching th ice with his h.and., h
made a violent motion, r,: ami d hi- 1'alan:'-, an, d, laugh-
ing, skated on.
"A fine fellow, a dear fellow,," Kitty thought at t'nt
time, as she came out of the little hIoIuI with Mile. Linon,
and looking at him with a -mlile of calm dressingng, .a at
a beloved brother. Amr I :uilty of anuthiu' Have I
done anything bad? They say it i- t.o:quetry. I know
that it is not him that I lo\r:v; still it is cS olly with
him,-he is such a line fellow. Eut why didl h: S.ay
that?" she thought.
When Levin saw Kitty, who was going. away, and h-e
mother, who met her o: the ste s, he stopped, ired tro:
the rapid motion, and I.Nanu to think. He took oti hi.
skates and at the entranc':-e f the garden caught iup with
the mother and the daughter.
Very glad to see you," said the princess. We receive,
as always, on Thursdays."
"That is, to-night ?"
"We shall be very glad to see you," the princess said,
This dryness grieved Kitty, and she could not restrain
herself from a wish to obliterate her mother's coldness.
She turned her head to him and said, with smile:
At just that time Stepan Arkidevich, with his hat
poised sidewise, beaming in face and eyes, entered the
garden like a merry victor. But, upon reaching his
mother-in-law, he with a melancholy, guilty face replied
to her questions about Dolly's health. After his quiet,
low-spirited conversation with his mother-in-law, he
straightened out his chest and took Levin's arm.
Well, are we going?" he asked. I have been think-


ing about you all the time, and I am ve ver, ery glad that
you have ncome," be saii, lol,:iDg -igriticadntly into his

SCO'-me, come," replied happy Levin, who was still
hearing the suind f:i the voice saying: -- G,-,,d-bye," and
s-cingr the smile witl, v.hi:h it wav saiIl.
Shall it be the England or the Htrmitage ?"
"It makes no difference to me."
"All right, we shall go to the England," said Stepin
Arkidevich, selecting that restaurant, because he owed
more there than in the Hermitage. He for that reason
did not consider it proper to avoid that hotel. "Have
you a cab ? Very well, for I have dismissed my carriage."
The two friends were silent during the whole way.
Levin was thinking of what the change of expression in
Kitty's face might signify, and now assured himself
that there was hope, and now fell into despair and saw
clearly that his hope was senseless, and yet he felt him-
self an entirely different man, quite different from what
he had been before her smile and her words, Good-bye."
Stepan Arkadevich on the way was composing the
menu of the dinner.
You like turbot?" he said to Levin, as they were
getting near the hotel.
What ?" Levin asked him. "Turbot? Yes, I like
turbot awfully."

WHEN Levin entered the hotel with Obl6nski, h-e ::11.ld
not help observing a certain peculiarity of expressi..u. li:-
a repressed beam of joy, in Stepan Arkadevich's coutute-
nance and whole figure. Obl6nski took off his ovwr-,at
and with hat poised jauntily entered the dining-r:ooi)i.
giving orders to the waiters in dress coats and with
napkins, who were swarming around him. Excliauning
greetings on the right and on the left with his acquaint-
ances who happened to be there, and who, as everywhere,
were happy to see him, he went up to the buffet, t:ool: a.
fish appetizer after his vodka, and said something t,:, the
Frenchwoman behind the counter, who was done up in
ribbons, laces, and curlers, so that even that Frenchwoman
laughed out heartily. The only reason Levin did not
take any v6dka was that that Frenchwoman was offensive
to him: she seemed to him to be made up of false hair,
rice powder, and toilet vinegar. He quickly moved away
from her as from a dirty spot. His whole soul was brim-
ful of the recollection of Kitty, and in his eyes shone a
smile of triumph and of happiness.
This way, your Serenity, if you please! Here your
Serenity will not be disturbed," said a particularly per-
sistent, old, white-haired waiter with broad hips, over
which lay sprawling the skirts of his dress coat. If you
please, your Serenity," he said to Levin, attending also to
Stepdn Arkadevich's guest, in order to show his respect
for him.
In a twinkling he spread a clean cloth over the round


table uiud' the l'.:.uz:e chaonlelier, though it was already
,:I:ve.i;I: with ,:l.th, uo.ved up two velvet chairs, and
stopped in front of Stepin Arkidevich, with a napkin and
a bill of fare in his hands, waiting for his orders.
If you so wish, your Serenity, a private cabinet will soon
be free: Prince Golitsyn is there with a lady. We have
received fresh oysters."
Oh, oysters !"
Stepan ArkAdevich fell to musing.
"Levin, had we not better change the plan ?" he said,
putting his finger on the menu. His face expressed serious
perplexity. "Are you sure the oysters are fresh ?"
Flensburg oysters, your Serenity. There are no
Ostende oysters."
"Let it be Flensburg oysters, but are they fresh ?"
"They were received yesterday, sir."
"Well, had we not better begin with oysters, and then
change the whole plan ? Eh ?"
"It makes no difference to me. I prefer beet soup and
buckwheat porridge; but that we can't get here."
"Porridge h la fRusse, if you please ?" said the waiter,
bending over Levin, like a nurse over her baby.
"No, without jesting, whatever you will choose will
be all right. I have been skating, and so I am hungry.
Don't imagine," he added, upon noticing a dissatisfied
expression on Obl6nski's face, "that I do not appreciate
your selection. I will eat with pleasure and I will eat
a great deal of it."
"I should say so Say what you please, but it is one
of the pleasures of life," said Stepan Arkadevich. "Well,
then, my dear, let us have two dozen of oysters! No, it
is not enough, three dozen; soup with herbs "
Printaniere," interposed the waiter.
But it apparently did not please Step6n Arkidevich to
afford the waiter the pleasure of calling the courses in


"With herbs, you know. Then turbot with a thick
sauce, then,-roast beef ; be sure it is good. Thcn, :a-
pons, or something; well, and preserves."
The waiter, recalling Stepan Arkddevich's habit of uo:t
giving the orders according to the French bill of fnr:-. Jid
not repeat after him, but gave himself the plE..v-iur, of
repeating the whole order to himself according t,:. the
card: Soupe printaniere, turbot, sauce Beaum: ri,'],', f"-'-
lard A l'EIstragon, macedoinc de fruit-" and, "whrlhIg
around as if he were on springs, he put down .1 stitcLhed
card and, picking up another, a wine card, brought it ap
to Step6n Arkadevich.
What shall we drink ?"
"Whatever you please, only not too much :,f it,-
champagne will do," said Levin.
"What? To start on? However, I do not care, you
are right. Do you like it with a white seal ?"
Cachet blanc," interposed the waiter.
"Well, let us have that brand with the oysters, and we
shall see later."
"Yes, sir. What table wine do you order ?"
Let us have Nuit. No, classic Chablis will Le better."
"Yes, sir. Do you wish your cheese?"
"All right, Parmesan. Or do you like sometMng i:cs'. 2"
"No, it makes no difference to me," said Levii, ur.ibl.e
to repress a smile.
And the waiter, with the dangling coat skirts, ran away,
and five minutes later flew in with a dish containing
opened oysters on mother-of-pearl shells, and with a bottle
between his fingers.
Stepan Arkadevich crumpled the starched napkin, stuck
it into his waistcoat, and, calmly putting down his hands,
started to eat the oysters.
"Not bad," he said, tearing away the swishing oysters
from the mother-of-pearl shells with a silver fork, and
swallowing one after another. "Not bad," he repeated,


turning up his wuoist, hining v:y,:, now at Levin, and now
at the wait-r.
Lcvin, too, ate the I-y'3tetr, though a piece tof white
bread with ,:he,:ce wiul' have plea~csi him Lmor. l:ut
he t,:.ok d.liIght Li lo:,kiug at Obl.n-cki. Even the w:,atet,
who had uin',:rk:ed a LiOttle ciil a dwas pouring out the
sparkling wine in the broad-rimmned thin gla-~es, adiju.-ting
his white tie, glanced at Stepan Arkddevich with an evi-
dent smile of enjoyment.
Are you not very fond of oysters ? said Stepan Arki-
devich, draining his glass. Or are you worried ? Eh ?"
He wanted Levin to be merry. But Levin was not
low-spirited, he was simply oppressed. With what
there was on his mind, he felt ill at ease and awkward
in the restaurant, among cabinets, where they dined with
ladies, amidst this hurry and bustle; this setting of
bronzes, mirrors, gaslight, waiters, all this was offensive
to him. He was afraid of soiling that which was on his
"I ? Yes, I am worried; and, besides, all this oppresses
me," he said. You can't imagine how queer all this is
for me, a country dweller, just like the nails of the gentle-
man that I saw in your cabinet "
Yes, I noticed that the nails of poor Grinevich inter-
ested you very much," Stepan Arkadevich said, laughing.
I can't," replied Levin. Try and put yourself in my
place Look at it from the standpoint of a country dweller.
We in the country try to get our hands into such a shape
that they are fit for work; for this purpose we pare our
nails and now and then roll up our sleeves. And here
people purposely let their nails grow as long as they can,
and attach saucers in the place of cuff-buttons, so that
they can't do a thing with their hands."
Stepan Arkddevich laughed merrily.
This is a sign that he has no use for coarse labour.
His brain works -"

58 ANNA KA.\'t.NIN

"Maybe. Still it lo.okls queer t:o we, just as it is qiieer
that, while we ':ouutry dwellers; try to have a meal as
quickly as possible :o a.: to:. be rraly for work, you: and I
try to eat as slowly a: possible, :and for that purposee etat
Of course," Step.':in A l;kie\'vi:'h interru rpt'.ld him. Dut
this is the purp-le f C:'ilture : to miake an euji)yment of
"Well, if that is a purpose. I should prreftr to Ib ,a
"You are a s;,va-!e a- it is. All of voy Levins art
Levin drew a sigh. HI- thoutiLht of his bI.rother NikIldy.
and he felt ashami?:d anud ptaiinei, iani. he froiwnui ; blit
Obl6nski started t:, talk of .a suibj c:t whi -h inmmiidiately
attracted his attention.
"Well, will 'you i:all thi ev, niiung ,:u our people, that
is, on the Shcherlbit1ahs ?" he said. with a, .-i-tiriant
sparkle of his eyes, pushing a-ilid thr em pty ro'u.'h-ia.-':d
shells, and moving lup the three.
"Yes, I will, by all meanC." r- lpli,, Levin. '" Though it
looked to me as th.oiu.-h the prin-es;. wvas not very corlial
in inviting me."
"Don't say that Nonsens It i. h:r way Now,
my dear, bring us in the soup! That i I ier manner,
grande dame," said Step:iu Ark:idvi.:'h I will be there
myself, only I must tirt *;o to the soug rte'ital at C':'uut-
ess Bonin's. What a -;av.e you are! H.,w i- onu to
explain your sudden di-.:-pp;-ran':e frroin M-ls:..w Tbh
Shcherb6tskis kept asking t,, about you all the timne, :.
though I would l:UOw it. I Luovw this miI':h,--yo
always do what nobod.lv elSe wouldd"
Yes," said Levin, slwlv .-ndl in a.itation. You are
right, I am a sava.;e. But tmy :av\,'.ery do:C nit con-ist
in my departing, ibut in my -ivhainm arrived rnw. I have
come -"


Oh, what a ifrtuuate f ello y:,u ure!" St['u Arki-
dev [i,:h iLttrpo'ie'l, lu:okingj into L,:;in' yv' ;s.
h \\Why '
** I ..: u t:ll tile nr:ttl:dl steel I.,y tle tbran.td tamjl..,ed
on thl:ir thighs, aud.l a yIuth iu :lve I tell by the sp[arl;l:
of his eyve." declaimed Ste-uin Arkidevii.h. Everything
is before you."
"And is everything behind you in your case ?"
"No, not exactly, but with you it is the future, and
with me the present, and the present with a heaping
Why ?"
"It is not good. Well, I do not want to talk about
myself, and, besides, it is impossible to explain every-
thing," said Stepin Arkidevich. So, what did you come
to Moscow for ? Oh, there, take this away he called out
to the waiter.
Don't you guess ?" replied Levin, without taking his
eyes, which were luminous in their depth, off Step6n
SI guess, but cannot begin talking about it. From this
alone you may see whether I have guessed rightly or not,"
said Stepan Arkadevich, looking with a sly smile at
What will you say to me about it ?" said Levin, in a
quivering voice, and feeling that every muscle of his face
was trembling. How do you look upon it?"
Stepan Arkadevich slowly drained his glass of Chablis,
without taking his eyes away from Levin.
I ?" said Stepan ArkAdevich. "There is nothing I
should wish so much, nothing i Nothing could be better."
But are you not mistaken ? Do you know what we
are talking about ?" muttered Levin, his eyes penetrating
his interlocutor. Do you think it possible ?"
I do. Why should it not be ?"
"Really, you think it can be? Do tell me all you


think But, but, if I get a refusal ? And I am even
convinced "
"Why should you think so ?" said Stepin Arkadevi..b,
smiling at his agitation.
"I sometimes think so. It would be terrible fow me,
and for her, too."
"In any case, there is nothing terrible for a girl in this.
Any girl is proud of a proposal."
Yes, any girl, but not she."
Stepan Arkadevich smiled. He knew well that feeliun
of Levin; he knew that for him all the girls in the ;io.rlJl
were divided into two classes: one of these consist l .t
all the girls in the world, but her, and these possessed all
the human weaknesses, and were very common girls, the
other class was composed of her alone, and she hd : .:.
faults and was higher than everything human.
Wait, take some sauce!" he said, holding back Levim's
hand, as he was pushing the sauce away from him.
Levin submissively took some sauce, but did not gic
Stepan Arkadevich a chance to eat.
"No, wait, just wait!" he said. "You must under-
stand that for me it is a question of life and death. I
have never spoken to any one about it. And I cannot
speak to any one but you about it. Now, we are in
everything strangers: we have different tastes, and views,
and everything; but I know that you love me and under-
stand me, and so I love you very much. But, for God's
sake, be absolutely frank with me!"
"I am telling you what I think," said Stepan Arkd';e-
vich, smiling. "But I will tell you more still: my wit.f
is a most remarkable woman -" Stepan Arkadevich
sighed, as he recalled his relations with his wife, and,
after a moment's silence, continued:
She has the gift of foresight. She sees people through
and through; more than that: she knows what will hap-
pen, especially in matters of marriage. For example, she


prellict'd] that Miss Shakh:b6vski would marry Brenteln.
No on,. would believe it, but .s it turned out to be. And
she is on your sile."
H:ow is that ."
** That i, she n.,t only is vwry f:ond of you, but she says
that Kitty will certainly be your wife."
At these words Levin's face suddenly beamed with a
smile, such as is very near to tears of contrition.
Does she say that !" exclaimed Levin. I always said
that she was charming, your wife I mean. That will do!
No more about it! he said, getting up.
"All right, but sit down !"
But Levin could not sit. He twice crossed the cage
room with a firm gait, blinked, so as not to show the tears,
and then again sat down at the table.
"You must understand," he said, that it is not love. I
have been in love, but this is something different. It is not
my feeling, but some external power that has taken pos-
session of me. The reason I then left was because I made
up my mind that it could not be, you understand, as a hap-
piness which does not exist on earth; but I struggled with
myself, and I see that without it there is no life. And it
must be decided "
"Why did you leave at that time ?"
Oh, wait! Oh, what a mass of thoughts! How much
I must ask Listen. You can't imagine how much you
have done for me by what you have told me. I am so
happy that I am really abominable; I have forgotten
everything. I learned to-day that brother Nikolay you
know, he is here I have forgotten him too. It seems
to me that he, too, is happy. It is a kind of madness.
But one thing is terrible You are married, you know
the sensation-it is terrible to think that we old men,
with a past not of love, but of sins suddenly ap-
proach a pure, innocent being; it is detestable, and so a
man cannot help feeling himself unworthy."



"Well, you have not uianmy ius3 to vour namc."
"Oh, still," sai.l Leviu. till, iu dlisgut read::ling my
life, I tremble, an.l curu- n:an I.bitterly regret -' Y,?."
"What is to b.e ,.lbne ? Su .h is the iourie :of the:
world," said Step:in Ark:,i.levich.
"I have one ccu.alnti,.u. a. in that prayer which I hanv
always loved, which l i. that I shall be t'-.rgiveu, not aci:..rd-
ing to my deserts, but .acc:::'rlin. I til te aicts It mercy. It
is only thus that she: c-u t:an rgiv:."

LEVIN drank his glass, and both were silent.
I must tell you one more thing. Do you know
Vrdnski ?" asked StepAn Arkadevich.
No, I do not. Why do you ask ?"
Let us have another," Stepdn Arkadevich turned to
the waiter, who was filling the glasses and prowling about
when he was not wanted.
You have to know Vr6nski, because he is one of your
"What about Vr6nski ?" said Levin, and his face
changed from that expression of childish transport, which
Obl6nski had been admiring, and looked mean and disa-
Vr6nski is one of the sons of Kirill Ivanovich Vr6nski,
and one of the finest specimens of the St. Petersburg
gilded youths. I became acquainted with him in Tver,
when I served there, and he came to attend the conscrip-
tion. He is dreadfully rich, handsome, has great connec-
tions, is aid-de-camp, and, at the same time, a very dear,
good fellow. But he is more than merely a good fellow.
As I have found out here, he is cultured, and very clever:
he will go far yet."
Levin frowned and kept silence.
Well, he made his appearance soon after you, and, as
I understand, he is up to his ears in love with Kitty, and
you understand that the mother -"
Excuse me, but I do not understand a thing," said


Levin, with a gloomy scowl. And he imijme-li:itt.ly
thought of his brother, and that he was aborndua.,le tu
have forgotten him.
"Wait, wait!" said Stepin ArkAdevich, smiling and
touching his hand. "I told you what I know, anl I
repeat that in this delicate and gentle matter, so far as i:u>e
can guess, I think the chances are on your side."
Levin threw himself back in the chair; his ia':e vxa-
"But I should advise you to settle the matter as :son
as possible," continued Obl6nski, filling up his gla's.
"No, thank you, I cannot drink any more," s.iidl L'vin,
pushing away his glass. "I shall be intoxicated Well,1
and how are you getting on ? he continued, apari-'lartly
wishing to change the subject.
One word more: in any case I advise you to s-:ttl: the:
matter at once. I advise you not to speak of it til-niht,"
said Step6n Arkadevich. "Go there to-morr,' w n':i u-
ing, in classic fashion, to propose, and may God ble--i-
you -"
"You have been talking of coming to hunt on my
estate. Come in the spring !" said Levin.
He now regretted with all his soul his having. b:eguu
that conversation with Stepan Arkddevich. His j,:rr/ li, a.r
feeling was defiled by the conversation about the rivalry
of some St. Petersburg officer and by the pr"op:sitioi;
and the advices of Step6n Arkddevich.
Stepan Arkadevich smiled. He understood what wa.;
going on in Levin's soul.
"I will go some day," he said. "Yes, my friend,
women are the screw around which everything turnz.
My own affairs are in a bad, in a very bad shap.. All :on
account of women. Tell me frankly," he continue.:i, tak-
ing a cigar and holding the wine-glass with oune haiil,
" give me some advice!"
"What about? "


It is like this. Sujpp":l: s you a.re married, you love
your wife, and you are infatuated with another woman-"
Excuse me, but I :positively carnut understand it-
it is the same as though, having dined here, I should go
past a bakery and steal a loaf."
Stepdn Arkidevich's eyes glistened more than usual.
I do not see it. A loaf sometimes is so fragrant that
you can't restrain yourself.

"'Himmlisch ist's, wenn ich bezwungen
Meine irdische Begiehr;
Aber doch wenn's nicht gelungen,
Hatt' ich auch recht hiibsch Plaisir I'"

Saying this, Stepan ArkAdevich smiled a sly smile.
Levin himself could not help smiling.
Yes, but jesting aside," continued Obl6nski. "You
must remember that the woman is a sweet, meek, lov-
ing being, a poor, lonely creature who has sacrificed
everything. Now that the deed is done, is she to be
abandoned ? Of course, it is possible to separate, so as
not to destroy the domestic life, but is she not to be pitied
and provided for? "
You must pardon me. You know, for me all women
are divided into two classes that is, no more correctly
there are women, and there are I have never seen, and
never shall see charming fallen creatures; and such as
that made-up Frenchwoman at the counter, with the
curlers, are for mean abomination, and all fallen women
are the same."
"And the one in the Gospel ?"
Oh, stop! Christ would never have said those words
if he had known how they would be misused. Those words
are all some people remember out of the whole Gospel.
However, I am not saying what I think, but what I feel.
I loathe fallen women. You are afraid of spiders, and I


of that vermin. No doubt you have not studied the
spiders'and do not know their habits; even s.:i it is with
"It is easy enough for you to talk that way; it ij like
that gentleman in Dickens who throws all truli-e<:ltu,
questions with his left hand over his right shoulikr. But
the negation of a fact is not an answer. What is to.. t
done, tell me what is to be done Your wife is *r: v\wuw-
old, and you are full of life. Before you have a c huci
to look around, you observe that you no longer Lau li.,c
your wife, however much you may respect her. And hlicl
suddenly a love-affair turns up, and you are l.ist, I:st :'
Stepdn Arkadevich said, in gloomy despair.
Levin smiled.
"Yes, you are lost," continued Obl6nski. But what
is to be done ?"
"Don't steal loaves !"
Stepan Arkadevich laughed out loud.
"Oh, you moralist! But you must understand tLiat
there are two women: one insists only on her ri.lhts, an.l
these rights are your love, which you cannot i.e hlir;
and the other sacrifices everything to you, and di.LmaLuds
nothing. What are you going to do? How is .ne to
act ? It is a terrible tragedy."
"If you want my confession in the matter, I will tll
you that I do not believe that there is a trai:,ldy h._re.
And for this reason: in my opinion, love-1 l'.:tl I,:\.\s,
which, you will remember, Plato defines in his :in.:ii-et.'
- both loves serve as a touchstone for people. Suwe p.-.p.
understand only one of them, and some the other And
those who understand only the non-Platonic love, -Ip,-.ak in
vain of a tragedy. With such a love there can b1.0 iO: tra,--
edy. Much obliged for the pleasure you have .-iveu me,
- good-bye, that is all there is to the tragedy. A ud for
the Platonic love there can be no tragedy, because ii suih
a love everything is clear and pure, because- "


Jut then L.e in thought of hi;s sins an.l of his inner
struggle, throiu h which he had p't-eii. And he suddenly
didle :
H-owev.ver, Wayvl.e you ;iar right. It is very possible-
But I du nut knuw, I positively Jo. Ao.t kni:,w."
So you see," said Stepin Arkidevich, you are a very
purposive man. That is your virtue and your fault.
You are yourself a purposive character, and you want the
whole of life to be composed of purposive phenomena,-
and that is not the case. You despise the public official
activity because you want affairs always to correspond to
their purposes,-and that does not happen. You also
want the activity of a man always to have a purpose, love
and domestic life always to be the same, -but that does
not happen. All the diversity, all the charm, all the
beauty of life is composed of shadow and light."
Levin sighed and made no reply. He was thinking of
his own affair, and did not listen to Obld6ski.
Suddenly they both felt that, although they were
friends, though they dined together and drank wine, which
ought to bring them nearer still, each of them was think-
ing only of his own affairs, and that they were not inter-
ested in each other. Obl6nski had more than once
experienced that extreme alienation, instead of approxima-
tion, which happens after a dinner, and knew what was
to be done in such cases.
"The bill!" he exclaimed, and went into the adjoining
hall, where he at once met an adjutant, an acquaintance
of his, with whom he entered into a conversation about
an actress and her keeper. And immediately, in his chat
with the adjutant, Obl6nski felt a relief and easement
from his conversation with Levin, who always caused him
too great a mental and moral strain.
When the waiter appeared with the bill for twenty-six
roubles and kopeks, with the customary addition for the
pourboire, Levin, who, as a country dweller, at any other


time would have been shocked by his part of the bill,
which was fourteen roubles, now gave no attention to it,
paid his bill, and drove home to change his clothes aRn.
to call on the Shcherb6tskis, where his fate was to: be


PRINCESS KITTY SHCHERBATSKI was eighteen years old.
This was the first winter that she had been out in society.
Her success was greater than had been that of either of
her sisters, and even more than her mother had expected.
Not only were nearly all the young people, who danced
with her at the Moscow balls, in love with her, but even
this very first winter two serious matches presented them-
selves to her: Levin and, soon after his departure, Count
Levin's appearance in the beginning of winter, his fre-
quent calls and patent love of Kitty, were the cause of the
first serious conversation between Kitty's parents about
her future, and of disputes between the prince and his
wife. The prince was on the side of Levin, and said that
he did not wish anything better for Kitty. But the
princess, with the characteristic feminine habit of getting
around a question, said that Kitty was too young, that
Levin had not in any way indicated that he had any se-
rious intentions, that Kitty had no attachment for him,
and similar things; but she did not say the main thing,
which was, that she expected a better match for her
daughter, and that Levin was not sympathetic to her, and
that she did not understand him. When Levin suddenly
departed, the princess was happy, and she said to her hus-
band, triumphantly: You see, I was right." But when
Vr6nski made his appearance, she was happier still, being
quite firm in her conviction that Kitty would make not
merely a good match, but even a brilliant one.


For the mother there could be no comparison wbhatc:.-
ever between Vr6nski and Levin. What did no:,t pl'ai-
the mother in Levin were his strange and sharp judg-
ments, his awkwardness in society, which, sheL th,.-ght,
was based on pride, and his to her distinctly savage life in
the country, with his occupations with the cattle and. the
peasants; and she was very much displeased I.,:.-.:uie he,
being in love with her daughter, had been calling -t Lth
house for six weeks, and all the time waiting and wqat,:h-
ing, as though he were afraid that he would do th,-m t.-.:.
great an honour if he proposed, and because he didi nu:t
understand that, calling so often at a house vlihere there-
was a marriageable girl, it was incumbent on him to: de-
clare his suit. And suddenly he left, without making any
declaration. "It is fortunate that he is so little attri.:t-
ive that Kitty has not fallen in love with him," thought
the mother.
Vr6nski satisfied all the wishes of the mother. He \-ie
very rich, clever, of a distinguished family, on the: rad ti.
a brilliant military career at court, and an attrae>:tiv': n-n.
One could not expect anything better.
Vr6nski openly courted Kitty at balls, danced with her,
and called at her house, consequently there c- uld I:-t n.:.
doubt as to the seriousness of his intentions. But, in
spite of that, her mother was all that winter in a teVril.ll:
unrest and agitation.
The princess herself had married thirty year, lbefr:,re,
the match having been made by an aunt of hber,. The
fiance, of whom everything was known in advanu:-.:, :i:nmI-
and saw the fiancee, and they saw him; the matc:h-
making aunt found out their mutual impre-i.:,n,. itud
informed both parties of them; the impres-i.:n-, \;-re
favourable; then, at an appointed day, the pr..,.:.-al v.1-,
made to the parents, and they, who had been e,.xp'-.lin g
it, accepted it. Everything took place so easily and .':.
simply. At least it so appeared to the princess. Eut -he


had found in th. i.(as '*-, hb.r d-aulghters that this seem-
ingly *:usto.miary af'air i:' getting o*:u's daughters married
was not at all suhli an j-asy anul iimple matter. How
many trilhts tlhey had had., hw many thoughts they had
thli:lghlt, lho:w miLli n.n.-y wa. -p.ent, and how many
utnutli.'ts se ha lad had with hlmr hil.,and, when marrying
their twu eldest daughters, DIrya and Natalie! Now,
in taking their youngest out into society, they passed
through the same fears, the same doubts, and still greater
quarrels, than they had had in the case of the elder
The old prince was, like all fathers, particularly exact-
ing in reference to the honour and purity of his daugh-
ters; he was senselessly jealous of his daughters, and
especially of Kitty, who was his favourite, and at every
step made scenes with the princess for compromising the
daughter. The princess had been used to it from the
elder daughters, but now she felt that her husband's
exactions had a better foundation. She saw that of late
many things had changed in society manners, and that a
mother's duties were more difficult than ever. She saw
that the girls of Kitty's age formed some kind of soci-
eties, attended some kind of university courses, freely
kept company with men, drove by themselves in the
streets, many of them no longer curtsied, and, what was
worse, were firmly convinced that it was their business,
and not that of their parents, to choose husbands for
themselves. "Nowadays they do not give girls in mar-
riage, as was the case in former days," was what all these
young girls, and even all older people, thought and said.
But how they gave daughters in marriage in these days
was what the princess was unable to find out. The
French method, which was for the parents to decide
the fate of their children, was rejected and criticized; the
English custom of granting the girl full liberty was not
accepted, either, and was impossible in Russian society.


The Russian custom of match-making was regarded as
something monstrous,- all laughed at it, even the prin-
cess. But how one was to marry or be given in marriage
was something which nobody knew anything about. All
with whom the princess happened to talk told her the
same thing:
"It is about time, I tell you, to give up that old cus-
tom. It is the young people who are to marry, and not
the parents; consequently it ought to be left to the
young people to arrange it as they know best."
It was all right for those to talk that way who had rn(:
daughters; but the princess knew that with such inti-
mate relations the daughter might fall in love, and that
she might fall in love with one she could not marry, .:.r
who was not fit for a husband. No matter how mu:L
people tried to impress upon the princess that in our day
the young people ought to decide their own fate, she
could not believe it, just as she could not believe that at
any time loaded revolvers might be good toys for chil-
dren five years of age. And thus the princess was wor-
ried more about Kitty than she had been about her other
Now she was afraid that Vr6nski might stop at the
mere courting of her daughter. She saw that her daugh-
ter was already in love with him, but she consoled her-
self with the thought that he was an honourable man, and
so would not do so. But, at the same time, she knew
how, with the present free relations between the sexes, it
would be an easy matter to turn a girl's head, how, in
general, men thought lightly of such a crime. The pre-
vious week Kitty had told her mother the conversati.:.u
which she had had with Vr6nski during a mazurka; this
conversation partly calmed the princess; but she could
not be entirely at rest. Vr6nski had told Kitty that he
and his brother were so accustomed to submit to their
mother in everything that they never decided to under-


take anything impI:,rtaLt without lirst consulting her.
. E\>Dn Dow I am rwaitijg for wY mother's arrival in
St. P'eters bhrgr, as for a pul.lally happy event," he had
Kitty had told this without ascribing any importance
to these words. But the princess understood them dif-
ferently. She knew that his mother was expected any
day, and that she would approve of her son's choice, and
it seemed strange to her that he kept from proposing for
fear of offending his mother; still, she was so anxious to
get her daughter married, and, above all, wanted so much
to have her agitation allayed, that she believed it. How-
ever painful it now was for the princess to see the mis- I
fortune of her eldest daughter, Dolly, who was getting
ready to leave her husband, the agitation about the im-
pending fate of her youngest daughter absorbed all her
feeling. On the present day, since Levin had made his
appearance, she had received a new cause for unrest.
She was afraid that her daughter, who at one time had
had a feeling, she thought, for Levin, from an overscru-
pulous sense of honesty might refuse Vr6nski, and, in
general, that Levin's arrival might entangle and delay
the affair which was so near a solution.
"How long has he been here?" the princess asked
about Levin, when they returned home.
He arrived to-day, mamma."
I want to tell you this much began the princess,
and Kitty divined, from her serious and animated face,
what she would be talking about.
"Mamma," she said, blushing, and rapidly turning
around to her, if you please, if you please, do not speak
to me of it. I know, I know all about it."
She wanted the same that her mother wanted, but the
motives of her mother's wishes offended her.
"I only wanted to say that, having given hopes to
one "


"Mamma, darling, for God's sake, don't speak! It i-
so terrible to speak of it."
"I will not," said the mother, when she saw the t-:tr-
of her daughter, "but only this, my dear: you promi-ed
me that you would have no secret from me. Is it so '"
"Never, mamma, never," replied Kitty, blushing, a1ill
looking straight into her mother's face. "But I h.ue
nothing to speak of now. I- I -if I wished, I would
not know what to say and how I do not know -'
No, she cannot tell an untruth with those eyes,"
thought the mother, smiling at her agitation and happi-
ness. The princess smiled at the thought that what was
going on in her daughter's soul now seemed so enormous
and significant to her.


KITTY experienced after dinner and until evening a
feeling which is akin to what a young man experi-
ences before a battle. Her heart beat vehemently, and
her thoughts could not be arrested on anything.
She felt that that evening, when the two were to meet
for the first time, would be decisive for her fate. She
constantly brought them before her mind, now each sepa-
rately, and now both together. When she thought of the
past, she with pleasure and tenderness stopped on the
recollection of her relations with Levin. The reminis-
cences of childhood and of Levin's friendship with her
deceased brother lent a special, poetic charm to her rela-
tions with him. His love of her, of which she was con-
vinced, flattered and pleased her. And it was such a joy
to think of Levin. In her recollection of Vr6nski she
experienced a strange, uneasy feeling, although he was in
the highest degree a calm man of the world; there seemed
to be something false, not in him, he was too simple
and sweet, but in herself, whereas with Levin she felt
herself simple and clear. But, on the other hand, when
she thought of her future with Vronski, there arose before
her a brilliant and happy perspective, while with Levin
the future looked dim to her.
Upon going up-stairs in order to dress herself for the
evening, and looking into the mirror, she to her joy no-
ticed that this was one of her good days and that she was
in full possession of her powers, and this she needed for


what was impending: she was conscious of an exterIal
calm and free grace of motion.
At half-past seven, just as she had gone doiwi to thb
drawing-room, the lackey announced: Konstantin DIi-
trievich Levin." The princess was still in Lheir 1:n,,
and the prince was not going to come out. "That's it,"
thought Kitty, and all her blood rushed to her heart. She
was frightened at her paleness, when she saw herself in
the mirror.
Now she knew for certain that he had purposely come
earlier in order to find her alone and propose to her. And
it was then for the first time that the whole matter pre-
sented itself to her from an entirely different, a new side.
It was then only that she understood that the question
did not touch her alone, with whom she was to be
happy and whom she loved,- but that this moment she
would have to offend a man whom she loved. And she
would offend him cruelly For what ? Because a dear
man loved her, was in love with her. But there was noth-
ing to be done; it had to be so, it must be so. "0 Lord,
must I myself tell him that ?" she thought, "Shall I
really tell him that I do not love him? It will be an
untruth. What, then, shall I tell him? Shall I say that
I love another? No, that is impossible. I will go away,
I will go away !"
She had gone as far as the door, when she heard his
steps. "No, it is not honest! What am I to be afraid
of ? I have done no wrong. Come what may, I will tell
the truth. With him I shall not be ill at ease. Here
he is," she said to herself, upon seeing his whole robust,
timid figure, with his luminous eyes directed toward her.
She looked straight into his face, as though imploring
him to spare her, and gave him her hand.
"I am not on time, -it seems I am too early," he
said, surveying the empty drawing-room. When he
saw that his expectations were realized, that no one


wa- in the way i:,f his declaration, his face became
g l':,'ily.
SOh:, uo:," said Kitty. sitting i.C:,wu at the table.
u" 'ut I really waut:-d t:, find y(, :alone," he began, with-
out sitting down or lookm; at h'.r, in order not to lose his
"Mamma will come out soon. She tired herself out
yesterday. Yesterday "
She was talking, without knowing what her lips were
saying, and did not take her imploring and caressing
glance off him.
He looked up at her; she blushed and grew silent.
"I told you that I did not know whether I had come
to stay long that it depended on you -"
She kept bending her head lower and lower, not know-
ing what she would answer to what was approaching.
"That it depended on you," he repeated. "I wanted
to say I wanted to say I came for this that To
be my wife !" he muttered, hot knowing himself what he
was saying; but, feeling that the most terrible had been
said, he stopped and looked at her.
She was breathing heavily, without looking at him.
She was experiencing a feeling of transport. Her soul
was brimful of happiness. She had not expected at all
that the expression of his love would produce such a
powerful impression on her. But that lasted only a mo-
ment. She thought of Vr6nski. She raised her bright,
truthful eyes to Levin, and, upon seeing his despairing
face, hastened to reply:
It cannot be forgive me."
How near, how important for his life she had been to
him but a minute ago! And how strange and distant she
was now for him i
It could not be otherwise," he said, without looking
at her.
He bowed and was on the point of leaving.


BUT just then the princess entered. On her face was
expressed terror, when she saw them alone and observed
their disturbed countenances. Levin bowed to her, with-
out saying anything. Kitty was silent and did not raise
her eyes.
"Thank God, she has refused," thought the mother, and
her face beamed with the habitual smile with which she
on Thursday received guests. She sat down and began
to ask Levin about his life in the country. He sat down
again, waiting for the arrival of guests in order to get
away unnoticed.
Five minutes later entered Kitty's friend, Countess
N6rdston, who had married the winter before.
She was a dry, sallow-faced, sickly, nervous woman
with black sparkling eyes. She loved Kitty, and her love
for her, like the love of all married women for young girls,
was expressed in her desire to get Kitty married accord-
ing to her ideal of happiness: she wanted her to marry
Vr6nski. Levin, whom she had frequently met at their
house in the beginning of the winter, had always been
unsympathetic to her. Her invariable favourite occupa-
tion, at meeting him, consisted in making fun of him.
"I am so happy when he looks at me from the height
of his grandeur: he then breaks off his clever discourse
with me, because I am stupid, or he becomes condescend-
ing to me! I like to see him condescending I am so
glad he cannot bear me," she said of him.
She was right, for Levfn, indeed, could not bear her,
and despised her, for what she was so proud, and re-


gar.le.l a hrr s Liopei.l lescrt., tor her nerIvoute.s, ,er
iftne,.1 n coutem pt, aul her ou lift'Lieuce tor e'ei thing
coar.e and wildly.
B'et v.een C('lunteis N.'.rT: ton anl. Leviu there evst:cal.she.l
it;velf that peno:it ar relatici.-, not uno inuoti in s,,'ie ty .
when two p:,ople., r,'hainiDg 'iitwardily in ajmicaIl.' rela-
tinus, D. e.ie eh other t Sucth in extent that thely
,cA.iu'I:t oVen .ialr-.s one anuothLer tU a Wa&lrUS Liann' U .i
air,' unalIlev t,, ,1'tinI l eaIt'b 'thlter
Cou ttefl Ndr'.lston I ILnii''.-'.iately ma-le for Le\in
Ai K:out.tutin Duitr'-vich You bave agaiiin ..in
to our d'.-eauche'. Eal'ylou," Ahe ;aii, giviing Lwi h,.-r tiny
yellow hand, at the recollection of what she had heard
him say in the beginning of the winter, that Moscow was
a Babylon. "Well, has Babylon improved, or have you
become demoralized?" she added, looking smilingly at
It flatters me very much, countess, to have you re-
member my words," replied Levin, who had regained his
composure, and from force of habit at once fell into a jest-
ingly inimical relation with Countess N6rdston.
Why, of course! I note everything down. Well,
Kitty, have you been skating again ?"
And she began to speak with Kitty. However awk-
ward it was for Levin to leave just then, it would have
been easier for him to commit that awkwardness than to
remain the whole evening and see Kitty, who now and
then glanced at him and avoided his look. He was on
the point of getting up, but the princess, noticing that he
was silent, turned to him.
Have you come to stay a long time in Moscow? I
thought that you were taking part in the County Council,
and so couldn't absent yourself long."
No, princess, I no longer am interested in the County
Council," he said. I have just come for a few days."
"There is something peculiar about him," thought


Countess N6rdston, gazing at his stern, serious face. He
somehow does not enter into our discussions. But I will
bring him out. I enjoy nothing better than to make a
fool of him before Kitty, and I will do so now."
Konstantin Dmitrievich," she said to him, please ex-
plain to us what it all means,- you know about such
things: in our Kailga village all the peasants and their
wives have spent everything in drink, and now do not pay
us anything. What does it mean? You always praise
the peasants so."
Just then another lady entered the room, and Levin
got up.
"Excuse me, countess, I really do not know a thing
about it, and cannot tell you anything," he said, looking
at a military gentleman who entered the room after the
That must be Vr6nski," thought Levin, and, to con-
vince himself of it, he looked at Kitty. She had already
cast her eyes at Vr6nski, and now was looking at Levin;
and, by this one glance of her involuntarily shining eyes,
Levin knew that she loved that man, knew it as well as
though she had told him in so many words. But what
kind of a man was he ?
Now, right or wrong, Levin could not help re-
maining; he had to find out what kind of a man was the
one whom she loved.
There are some people who, meeting their fortunate
rival in whatever it may be, are ready to turn away from
all the good that there is in him, and to see nothing but
his faults; there are people who, on the contrary, are
anxious to discover in their fortunate rival those qualities
by which he has vanquished them, and, with a pinching
pain in their hearts, look only for the good that there
is in him. Levin belonged to this latter class. And
he did not find it difficult to discover the good and attract-
ive in Vr6nski. It at once struck the observer. Vr6nski


was a: niedium--ized, fitmly built, dark-ciomplexioned uan,
with gool-naturid, hlaul.-o'e, extremely ':aim, a 1.i 1hm
fa: e. In his la.:e a rid figure, fror the llloie-crolt.pC Il black
hair and. fteshily have-u chin, to the broada, Ir.-D.lI-new
unifuirm, ev% thing v.ia simple and at thle same time
eleg.ant. P-ruiitting the lIay t( passq; iVruuski went up
to the princess, and then to Kitty.
Just a? hi was approaching her, his beautiful ey'3s
ghstened with peculiar softness, and, respectfully and
cautiously leaning over her, with a barely perceptible,
happy, modestly triumphant smile (as Levin thought), he
offered her his small, broad hand.
Having greeted all, and said a few words, he sat down,
without once looking at Levin, who did not take his eyes
off him.
Allow me to make you acquainted," said the princess,
pointing to Levin. Konstantin Dmitrievich Levin,
Count Aleksyey Kirillovich Vr6nski."
Vr6nski got up and, looking in a friendly manner into
Levin's eyes, pressed his hand.
"This winter, I think, I was to have dined with you,"
he said, smiling his simple, open smile, but you suddenly
left for your village."
Konstantin Dmitrievich despises and hates the city
and us city dwellers," said Countess N6rdston.
"Evidently my words affect you powerfully, since you
remember them so well," said Levin. Recalling that he
had said so before, he blushed.
Vr6nski looked at Levin and Countess N6rdston, and
"Do you live all the time in the country ?" he asked.
"It is lonesome there in the winter,'I suppose ?"
Not if you have an occupation, and a person is not
lonesome with himself," Levin replied, sharply.
I love the country," said Vrdnski, acting as though he
had not noticed Levin's tone.


But I hope, count, that you i..tul u.:.t nlet; t._' livig
always in the country," said Countev NI.'r4klt,:Ln.
"I do not know, I have never tri-ld it tlr any length .i.
time. I have experienced a strioga-e -_-u :ti'. h' '.:. u-
tinued. "Nowhere have I been -:., hl.ii:e'-:k f..r tile
country, the Russian village, with it- 1..i-t -ihor .itj pva'e--
ants, as when I passed a winter witl m)y another .it Nice.
Nice is in itself tiresome, you kn.:w. And ieven N- pl:es
and Sorrento are good only for a shot timu. And ict i
there that one most vividly thinks of Russia, particularly
of the country. They are -"
He was addressing both Kitty and Levin, and trans-
ferring his calm, friendly glance from the one to the other;
he was evidently saying anything that occurred to him.
Upon noticing that Countess N6rdston wanted to say
something, he stopped, without finishing his sentence, and
began attentively to listen to her.
The conversation did not die down for a moment, so
that the old princess, who had always in reserve, in case
of failing themes, two heavy guns, the classical and the
real education, and the universal military service, had no
chance to bring them out, while Countess N6rdston had
no occasion to tease Levin.
Levin wanted to take part in the general conversation,
but could not. Though he kept saying to himself, Now
I must go," he did not leave, but remained as though
waiting for something.
The conversation ran on turning tables and spirits, and
Countess N6rdston, who was a believer in spiritualism,
began to tell of the miraculous things she had seen.
Oh, countess, do take me there, for God's sake, do I
have never seen anything unusual, though I have been
looking for it everywhere," Vr6nski said, smiling.
"All right, next Saturday," replied Countess N6rdston.
"And you, Konstantin Dmitrievich, do you believe ?" she
asked Levin.


W\ly duo you ask mn': i Yo:u kn.,w what I would say."
*' But I wish to. h.:ir y':ur :.'pim':'u."
M)y ,piniU.in ij3," r'plit.d L.vii, that all these turning
tables prove that the so-called cultured society does not
stand above the peasants. They believe in the evil eye,
and bewitchments, and charms, and we "
"So you do not believe ?"
I cannot believe, countess."
But if I myself saw it ?"
"The peasant women, too, say that they have seen the
house spirit."
So you think that I am telling an untruth ?"
And she gave a cheerless smile.
No, MAsha, Konstantin Dmitrievich says that he
cannot believe," said Kitty, blushing for Levin, and Levin
understood it and, getting even more excited, wanted to
retort, but Vr6nski, with his frank, merry smile, imme-
diately came to the rescue of the conversation, which was
threatening to become unpleasant.
You do not at all admit the possibility ? he asked.
" Why ? We admit the existence of electricity, which we
do not know; why, then, can there not be a new force,
still unknown to us, which -"
When that electricity was discovered," Levin quickly
interrupted him, it was only the phenomenon that was
discovered, and it was unknown where it came from and
what it produced, and centuries passed before an applica-
tion of it was thought of. But the spiritualists, on the
contrary, began by having planchettes write and spirits
appear, and only then they began to talk about an un-
known force."
Vr6uski listened attentively to Levin, as he always did,
apparently interested in his words.
Yes, but the spiritualists say: Now we do not know
what kind of a force it is, but it is a force, and it acts
under such and such conditions. Let the learned men


discover what that force is. No, I do: nout see why it
cannot be a new force, it- "
"Because," Levin agnin interrupted hini, in electricity
you get a certain phenol:enou every time you rl. plt:h
against wool, while hbre it doe. not take p:lac. every time,
- consequently it i no:,t a natural phenomenonn"
Evidently feeling that the ,:onvjeration was assuming
too serious a turn for a drawinng-roo, in, Vron.ski made uin
reply, but, trying to i:hange the -ul:,jectL, skilled a i'erry
smile and turned to th:- ldie-.
"Let us try it at on:e, couutes-," he beg.n ; but Levin
wanted to finish his thought.
"I think," he contiliud, that Ihis attempt rof th,-
spiritualists to explain their inir.ile? by i,:Ime new ti:rce
is very unfortunate. They talk of a spiritual force, and
want to subject it to w:material tests."
All were waiting for hirm to filith, aid he f'lt it.
And I think that yo'u will i-make an exelleht tediumm"
said Countess N6rdston. There is something enthusiastic
in you."
Levin opened his mouth wide, was on the point of
saying something, blushed, and said nothing.
Let us test the tables at once, princess, if you please,"
said Vr6nski, and, turning to her mother: "You do not
object ?"
Vr6nski got up, looking for a small table.
Kitty rose to get a small table and, passing by Levin,
their glances met. She was sorry for him with all her
soul, the more so since she pitied him in his misfortune,
of which she herself was the cause. If it is possible for
you to forgive me, do so," her glance said. "I am so
I hate everybody, and you, too, and myself," his glance
replied, and he took his hat. But it was not fated for
him to leave. They were just getting ready to settle
themselves around the table, and Levin was on the point


of leaving, when the old prince enutred; having greeted
the ladies, he turned to Levin.
"Ah! he began, joyously. How long ? I did not
know thou wast here. Very glad to see you."
The old prince at times addressed Levin as thou and
at others as you." He embraced Levin and, speaking
with him, did not notice Vr6nski, who got up and calmly
waited for the prince to address him.
Kitty felt how, after what had happened, her father's
kindness was oppressive to Levin. She also saw how
coldly her father at last replied to Vr6nski's bow, and
how Vr6nski in amiable perplexity looked at her father,
trying to understand, and still not understanding, how one
could be inimicably disposed toward him, and she blushed.
Prince, let us have Konstantin Dmitrievich," said
Countess N6rdston. We want to make a test."
"What test ? Turning tables? Excuse me, ladies and
gentlemen, but, in my opinion, it is more fun to play the
ring game," said the old prince, looking at Vronski and
divining that it was he who had started it. "There is
some sense in the ring game."
Vr6nski, in surprise, looked with his firm eyes at the
prince and, barely smiling, at once turned to Countess
N6rdston, to speak to her about the ball which was to
take place the following week.
"I hope that you will be there," he turned to Kitty.
The moment the old prince turned away from him,
Levin, unnoticed by any one, left the room, and the last
impression which he carried away on that evening was
the smiling, happy face of Kitty, who was answering
Vr6nski's question about the ball

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