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As
he
rode
up
to
the
house
in
the
happiest
frame
of
mind
,
Levin
heard
the
bell
ring
at
the
side
of
the
principal
entrance
of
the
house
.
“
Yes
,
that
’
s
someone
from
the
railway
station
,
”
he
thought
,
“
just
the
time
to
be
here
from
the
Moscow
train
.
.
.
Who
could
it
be
?
What
if
it
’
s
brother
Nikolay
?
He
did
say
:
‘
Maybe
I
’
ll
go
to
the
waters
,
or
maybe
I
’
ll
come
down
to
you
.
’
”
He
felt
dismayed
and
vexed
for
the
first
minute
,
that
his
brother
Nikolay
’
s
presence
should
come
to
disturb
his
happy
mood
of
spring
.
But
he
felt
ashamed
of
the
feeling
,
and
at
once
he
opened
,
as
it
were
,
the
arms
of
his
soul
,
and
with
a
softened
feeling
of
joy
and
expectation
,
now
he
hoped
with
all
his
heart
that
it
was
his
brother
.
He
pricked
up
his
horse
,
and
riding
out
from
behind
the
acacias
he
saw
a
hired
three
-
horse
sledge
from
the
railway
station
,
and
a
gentleman
in
a
fur
coat
.
It
was
not
his
brother
.
“
Oh
,
if
it
were
only
some
nice
person
one
could
talk
to
a
little
!
”
he
thought
.
“
Ah
,
”
cried
Levin
joyfully
,
flinging
up
both
his
hands
.
“
Here
’
s
a
delightful
visitor
!
Ah
,
how
glad
I
am
to
see
you
!
”
he
shouted
,
recognizing
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
“
I
shall
find
out
for
certain
whether
she
’
s
married
,
or
when
she
’
s
going
to
be
married
,
”
he
thought
.
And
on
that
delicious
spring
day
he
felt
that
the
thought
of
her
did
not
hurt
him
at
all
.
“
Well
,
you
didn
’
t
expect
me
,
eh
?
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
getting
out
of
the
sledge
,
splashed
with
mud
on
the
bridge
of
his
nose
,
on
his
cheek
,
and
on
his
eyebrows
,
but
radiant
with
health
and
good
spirits
.
“
I
’
ve
come
to
see
you
in
the
first
place
,
”
he
said
,
embracing
and
kissing
him
,
“
to
have
some
stand
-
shooting
second
,
and
to
sell
the
forest
at
Ergushovo
third
.
”
“
Delightful
!
What
a
spring
we
’
re
having
!
How
ever
did
you
get
along
in
a
sledge
?
”
“
In
a
cart
it
would
have
been
worse
still
,
Konstantin
Dmitrievitch
,
”
answered
the
driver
,
who
knew
him
.
“
Well
,
I
’
m
very
,
very
glad
to
see
you
,
”
said
Levin
,
with
a
genuine
smile
of
childlike
delight
.
Levin
led
his
friend
to
the
room
set
apart
for
visitors
,
where
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
’
s
things
were
carried
also
—
a
bag
,
a
gun
in
a
case
,
a
satchel
for
cigars
.
Leaving
him
there
to
wash
and
change
his
clothes
,
Levin
went
off
to
the
counting
house
to
speak
about
the
ploughing
and
clover
.
Agafea
Mihalovna
,
always
very
anxious
for
the
credit
of
the
house
,
met
him
in
the
hall
with
inquiries
about
dinner
.
