1 He cut off and spread with cheese a wafer of bread fine as a spider-web.
2 Levin felt a strong inclination to drink a little vodka and to eat some bread.
3 Levin ate the oysters indeed, though white bread and cheese would have pleased him better.
4 Having drunk his second cup of tea with cream, and bread, Alexey Alexandrovitch got up, and was going towards his study.
5 Dinner was on the table; she went up, but the smell of the bread and cheese was enough to make her feel that all food was disgusting.
6 Some washed, the young lads bathed in the stream, others made a place comfortable for a rest, untied their sacks of bread, and uncovered the pitchers of rye-beer.
7 Levin gave his scythe to Tit, and together with the peasants, who were crossing the long stretch of mown grass, slightly sprinkled with rain, to get their bread from the heap of coats, he went towards his house.
8 The old man crumbled up some bread in a cup, stirred it with the handle of a spoon, poured water on it from the dipper, broke up some more bread, and having seasoned it with salt, he turned to the east to say his prayer.
9 The men went into the dining-room and went up to a table, laid with six sorts of spirits and as many kinds of cheese, some with little silver spades and some without, caviar, herrings, preserves of various kinds, and plates with slices of French bread.
10 It all happened at the same time: a boy ran towards a dove and glanced smiling at Levin; the dove, with a whir of her wings, darted away, flashing in the sun, amid grains of snow that quivered in the air, while from a little window there came a smell of fresh-baked bread, and the loaves were put out.