"Yes," answered Levin, and he told Kouzma to put out his clothes for him to dress.

A crowd of people, principally women, was thronging round the church lighted up for the wedding.

Those who had not succeeded in getting into the main entrance were crowding about the windows, pushing, wrangling, and peeping through the gratings.

More than twenty carriages had already been drawn up in ranks along the street by the police.

A police officer, regardless of the frost, stood at the entrance, gorgeous in his uniform.