He was holding with one hand the window of a carriage (from which the head of a lady in a velvet bonnet and two little children's heads were leaning out) and was smilingly beckoning with his other hand to his brother-in-law.
Con la mano, Oblonsky sujetaba la portezuela de un carruaje detenido en la esquina, por cuya ventanilla aparecían la cabeza de una señora con sombrero de terciopelo y las cabecitas de dos niños.