Constantine Levin glanced into the room, which was beyond a partition, and saw that the speaker was a young man with an enormous head of hair, who wore a workman's coat, and that a young, pock-marked woman in a woollen dress without collar or cuffs [At that time better-class women always wore something white round their necks and wrists.] was sitting on the sofa.
Konstantin Levin guardò attraverso la porta e vide che quegli che parlava era un giovane intabarrato, con un’enorme capigliatura, mentre una donna giovane butterata, con un abito di lana senza polsi e senza colletto, sedeva sul divano. Il fratello non lo si arrivava a scorgere.