Each time that Levin tried to penetrate deeper than the reception rooms of the other's mind, which were always open to anybody, he noticed Sviyazhsky seemed a little confused. A just perceptible look of fear appeared on his face, as if he were afraid that he would be understood by Levin, whom he met with good-natured, jocose resistance.
Cada vez que Levin trataba de penetrar más allá de las habitaciones de recepción del cerebro de Sviajsky, notaba que éste se turbaba algo, que su mirada expresaba un recelo casi imperceptible, como si temiera que Levin le comprendiese. E iniciaba una resistencia jovial.