Levin did not take any vodka, simply because that Frenchwoman – made up, as it seemed to him, of false hair, powder, and toilet vinegar – was offensive to him. He moved away from her as from some dirty place. His whole soul was filled with Kitty's image, and his eyes shone with a smile of triumph and happiness. 'This way, please your Excellency! This way – no one will disturb your Excellency here,' said a specially officious waiter, an old white-headed Tartar, so wide in the hips that the tails of his coat separated behind.
— Di qua, eccellenza, prego, qua nessuno disturberà vostra eccellenza — diceva un vecchio tartaro biancastro, che più degli altri gli si era appiccicato, con un vasto ventre che sporgeva tra le falde del frac aperte. — Prego, eccellenza, — diceva a Levin, mostrando di occuparsi, in segno di deferenza verso Stepan Arkad’ic, anche dell’ospite.