1 The brothers had to drive through the woods to reach the meadows.
2 Behind the children Sergey Ivanovitch and Varenka walked out of the wood.
3 Levin had always advised his wife not to take the baby to the wood, thinking it unsafe, and he was not pleased to hear this.
4 The sun was already sinking into the trees when they went with their jingling dippers into the wooded ravine of Mashkin Upland.
5 She called Varenka at that moment merely in order mentally to give her a blessing for the important event which, as Kitty fancied, was bound to come to pass that day after dinner in the wood.
6 The cowherd girls, picking up their petticoats, ran splashing through the mud with bare legs, still white, not yet brown from the sun, waving brush wood in their hands, chasing the calves that frolicked in the mirth of spring.
7 When they came out of the woods, all his attention was engrossed by the view of the fallow land on the upland, in parts yellow with grass, in parts trampled and checkered with furrows, in parts dotted with ridges of dung, and in parts even ploughed.
8 In front of the openings of the hives, it made his eyes giddy to watch the bees and drones whirling round and round about the same spot, while among them the working bees flew in and out with spoils or in search of them, always in the same direction into the wood to the flowering lime trees and back to the hives.