There was one question he wanted to put to Oblonsky, but could not bring himself to ask, nor could he find the form to put it in or the moment to ask it. When Oblonsky had gone down to his room and, after again washing, had put on his frilled nightshirt and got into bed, Levin still lingered in his room talking about various tries and unable to ask what he wanted to know.
Deseaba preguntar algo a su amigo, pero no halló ocasión ni manera de hacerlo. Esteban Arkadievich había bajado ya a su cuarto, se había desnudado, lavado, se había puesto el pijama y acostado y, sin embargo, Levin no se resolvía a dejarle, hablando de cosas insignificantes y sin encontrar la fuerza para preguntarle lo que quería.