But he liked these complications, and understood them only in the circles he knew and was at home in.

In these unfamiliar surroundings he was puzzled and disconcerted, and could not get his bearings.

As he listened to Countess Lidia Ivanovna, aware of the beautiful, artless--or perhaps artful, he could not decide which--eyes of Landau fixed upon him, Stepan Arkadyevitch began to be conscious of a peculiar heaviness in his head.

The most incongruous ideas were in confusion in his head.