All those Zemstvo institutions of ours,' he said, again jumping off to a subject that had no bearing on the case in point, 'are like those little birches that are cut down for decorations at Whitsuntide, and we Russians stick them up to imitate the woods that have grown up naturally in Western Europe.
El zemstvo –continuaba Levin, saltando a un asunto que no tenía relación alguna con el tema– se parece a esas ramitas de abedul que poníamos en casa por todas partes el día de la Santísima Trinidad para que imitasen la primitiva selva virgen de Europa.