Next, a whole crowd of country gentlemen, surrounding a stout general, hurriedly came near Levin.

These persons were unmistakably seeking a place where they could talk without being overheard.

"How dare he say I had his breeches stolen! Pawned them for drink, I expect.

Damn the fellow, prince indeed! He'd better not say it, the beast!" "But excuse me! They take their stand on the act," was being said in another group; "the wife must be registered as noble.