1 Alexey Alexandrovitch sighed, plucking up his courage.
2 This coarseness of his angered her, and gave her courage.
3 She walked on a few steps in silence, gathering up her courage; then suddenly she stopped.
4 But now Levin was longing to find out what was tormenting him so, yet he had not the courage to begin.
5 Her flushed face, fringed with soft curling hair under her night cap, was radiant with joy and courage.
6 She unmistakably prided herself on her courage, and wished Anna to appreciate the fidelity of her friendship.
7 "But this was just what I wanted, to find you alone," he began, not sitting down, and not looking at her, so as not to lose courage.
8 From the moment when he had waked up and understood what was going on, Levin had prepared his mind to bear resolutely what was before him, and without considering or anticipating anything, to avoid upsetting his wife, and on the contrary to soothe her and keep up her courage.
9 And kissing Kitty once more, without saying what was important, she stepped out courageously with the music under her arm and vanished into the twilight of the summer night, bearing away with her her secret of what was important and what gave her the calm and dignity so much to be envied.
10 Apart from the fact that the sight of this happy and affectionate couple, so pleased with themselves and everyone else, and their well-ordered home had always a cheering effect on Levin, he felt a longing, now that he was so dissatisfied with his own life, to get at that secret in Sviazhsky that gave him such clearness, definiteness, and good courage in life.