She knows where the master is going,' he added, patting Laska, who was whining and jumping round Levin, now licking his hand, now his boots and his gun.
¡Veo que has comprendido a dónde va tu amo! –añadió, acariciando a «Laska», que ladraba suavemente dando vueltas en torno a Levin y lamiéndole, ya las manos, ya las botas, ya la escopeta.