Both the laborers were sitting in the hedge, probably smoking a pipe together.

The earth in the cart, with which the seed was mixed, was not crushed to powder, but crusted together or adhering in clods.

Seeing the master, the laborer, Vassily, went towards the cart, while Mishka set to work sowing.

This was not as it should be, but with the laborers Levin seldom lost his temper.