"Yes, it's wonderfully funny the way he talks.

She knows where her master's going!" he added, patting Laska, who hung about Levin, whining and licking his hands, his boots, and his gun.

The trap was already at the steps when they went out.

"I told them to bring the trap round; or would you rather walk?" "No, we'd better drive," said Stepan Arkadyevitch, getting into the trap.