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“
Please
come
,
Konstantin
Dmitrievitch
,
”
he
said
,
“
your
brother
’
s
looking
for
you
.
They
are
voting
on
the
legal
point
.
”
Levin
walked
into
the
room
,
received
a
white
ball
,
and
followed
his
brother
,
Sergey
Ivanovitch
,
to
the
table
where
Sviazhsky
was
standing
with
a
significant
and
ironical
face
,
holding
his
beard
in
his
fist
and
sniffing
at
it
.
Sergey
Ivanovitch
put
his
hand
into
the
box
,
put
the
ball
somewhere
,
and
making
room
for
Levin
,
stopped
.
Levin
advanced
,
but
utterly
forgetting
what
he
was
to
do
,
and
much
embarrassed
,
he
turned
to
Sergey
Ivanovitch
with
the
question
,
“
Where
am
I
to
put
it
?
”
He
asked
this
softly
,
at
a
moment
when
there
was
talking
going
on
near
,
so
that
he
had
hoped
his
question
would
not
be
overheard
.
But
the
persons
speaking
paused
,
and
his
improper
question
was
overheard
.
Sergey
Ivanovitch
frowned
.
“
That
is
a
matter
for
each
man
’
s
own
decision
,
”
he
said
severely
.
Several
people
smiled
.
Levin
crimsoned
,
hurriedly
thrust
his
hand
under
the
cloth
,
and
put
the
ball
to
the
right
as
it
was
in
his
right
hand
.
Having
put
it
in
,
he
recollected
that
he
ought
to
have
thrust
his
left
hand
too
,
and
so
he
thrust
it
in
though
too
late
,
and
,
still
more
overcome
with
confusion
,
he
beat
a
hasty
retreat
into
the
background
.
“
A
hundred
and
twenty
-
six
for
admission
!
Ninety
-
eight
against
!
”
sang
out
the
voice
of
the
secretary
,
who
could
not
pronounce
the
letter
r
.
Then
there
was
a
laugh
;
a
button
and
two
nuts
were
found
in
the
box
.
The
nobleman
was
allowed
the
right
to
vote
,
and
the
new
party
had
conquered
.
But
the
old
party
did
not
consider
themselves
conquered
.
Levin
heard
that
they
were
asking
Snetkov
to
stand
,
and
he
saw
that
a
crowd
of
noblemen
was
surrounding
the
marshal
,
who
was
saying
something
.
Levin
went
nearer
.
In
reply
Snetkov
spoke
of
the
trust
the
noblemen
of
the
province
had
placed
in
him
,
the
affection
they
had
shown
him
,
which
he
did
not
deserve
,
as
his
only
merit
had
been
his
attachment
to
the
nobility
,
to
whom
he
had
devoted
twelve
years
of
service
.
Several
times
he
repeated
the
words
:
“
I
have
served
to
the
best
of
my
powers
with
truth
and
good
faith
,
I
value
your
goodness
and
thank
you
,
”
and
suddenly
he
stopped
short
from
the
tears
that
choked
him
,
and
went
out
of
the
room
.
Whether
these
tears
came
from
a
sense
of
the
injustice
being
done
him
,
from
his
love
for
the
nobility
,
or
from
the
strain
of
the
position
he
was
placed
in
,
feeling
himself
surrounded
by
enemies
,
his
emotion
infected
the
assembly
,
the
majority
were
touched
,
and
Levin
felt
a
tenderness
for
Snetkov
.
In
the
doorway
the
marshal
of
the
province
jostled
against
Levin
.
“
Beg
pardon
,
excuse
me
,
please
,
”
he
said
as
to
a
stranger
,
but
recognizing
Levin
,
he
smiled
timidly
.
It
seemed
to
Levin
that
he
would
have
liked
to
say
something
,
but
could
not
speak
for
emotion
.
His
face
and
his
whole
figure
in
his
uniform
with
the
crosses
,
and
white
trousers
striped
with
braid
,
as
he
moved
hurriedly
along
,
reminded
Levin
of
some
hunted
beast
who
sees
that
he
is
in
evil
case
.
This
expression
in
the
marshal
’
s
face
was
particularly
touching
to
Levin
,
because
,
only
the
day
before
,
he
had
been
at
his
house
about
his
trustee
business
and
had
seen
him
in
all
his
grandeur
,
a
kind
-
hearted
,
fatherly
man
.
