On the day when, in the ballroom of the house in Arbat Street, she in her brown dress had gone up to him and silently plighted herself to him, on that day and in that hour a complete rupture seemed to have taken place within her soul between her former life and this other new and entirely unknown life – although in fact the old life still went on.
Su alma, aquel día en que con su vestido castaño, en la sala de la casa de la calle Arbat, se acercara a Levin ofreciéndosele sin decir nada; su alma, aquel día y en aquel momento, rompió con todo el pasado a inició una vida nueva, desconocida para ella, a pesar de que su vida continuaba, en apariencia, la misma de siempre.