Chapter 11

           “Whatamarvelous,sweetandunhappywoman!”hewasthinking,ashesteppedoutintothefrostyairwithStepanArkadyevitch.

           “Well,didn’tItellyou?”saidStepanArkadyevitch,seeingthatLevinhadbeencompletelywonover.

           “Yes,”saidLevindreamily,“anextraordinarywoman!It’snothercleverness,butshehassuchwonderfuldepthoffeeling.I’mawfullysorryforher!”

           “Now,pleaseGod,everythingwillsoonbesettled.Well,well,don’tbehardonpeopleinfuture,”saidStepanArkadyevitch,openingthecarriagedoor.“Good-bye;wedon’tgothesameway.”

           StillthinkingofAnna,ofeverything,eventhesimplestphraseintheirconversationwithher,andrecallingtheminutestchangesinherexpression,enteringmoreandmoreintoherposition,andfeelingsympathyforher,Levinreachedhome.

           AthomeKouzmatoldLevinthatKaterinaAlexandrovnawasquitewell,andthathersistershadnotlongbeengone,andhehandedhimtwoletters.Levinreadthematonceinthehall,thathemightnotoverlookthemlater.OnewasfromSokolov,hisbailiff.Sokolovwrotethatthecorncouldnotbesold,thatitwasfetchingonlyfiveandahalfroubles,andthatmorethanthatcouldnotbegotforit.Theotherletterwasfromhissister.Shescoldedhimforherbusinessbeingstillunsettled.

           “Well,wemustsellitatfiveandahalfifwecan’tgetmore,”Levindecidedthefirstquestion,whichhadalwaysbeforeseemedsuchaweightyone,withextraordinaryfacilityonthespot.“It’sextraordinaryhowallone’stimeistakenuphere,”hethought,consideringthesecondletter.