Knowing all this, Levin suffered much as he saw that look full of entreaty and hope, that emaciated hand lifted with effort, in making the sign of the cross, to touch the drawn skin of the forehead, the protruding shoulder-blades and the hollow hoarse chest which could no longer contain that life for which the invalid was praying.
Tutto questo Levin lo sapeva, e gli era tormentoso vedere quello sguardo supplichevole, pieno di speranza, e quella mano scheletrica che si sollevava con stento a segnarsi sulla fronte stirata, sulle spalle sporgenti e sul petto vuoto rantolante, incapace di trattenere in sé quella vita che l’ammalato chiedeva.