" Levin got into the trap and took the reins.

As though just roused out of sleep, for a long while Levin could not collect his faculties.

He stared at the sleek horse flecked with lather between his haunches and on his neck, where the harness rubbed, stared at Ivan the coachman sitting beside him, and remembered that he was expecting his brother, thought that his wife was most likely uneasy at his long absence, and tried to guess who was the visitor who had come with his brother.

And his brother and his wife and the unknown guest seemed to him now quite different from before.