'They don't appear important to me. Do what you will, they don't grip me,' replied Levin, having made out that what he saw was the steward, who was probably dismissing the peasants from their ploughing too soon, for they were turning the ploughs over.
— Non mi sembra importante, non mi tocca, che vuoi mai?... — rispose Levin mentre s’accorgeva che quel che vedeva era l’amministratore, e l’amministratore, probabilmente, aveva mandato via gli operai dall’aratura. Essi voltavano gli aratri.