"It cannot be that that fearful body was my brother Nikolay?" thought Levin.

But he went closer, saw the face, and doubt became impossible.

In spite of the terrible change in the face, Levin had only to glance at those eager eyes raised at his approach, only to catch the faint movement of the mouth under the sticky mustache, to realize the terrible truth that this death-like body was his living brother.

The glittering eyes looked sternly and reproachfully at his brother as he drew near.