When Levin went into the back room to call his coachman he found the whole peasant family at dinner. The women served standing. The vigorous young son with his mouth full of buckwheat porridge was saying something funny, and everybody laughed heartily – the woman with the goloshes laughing more merrily than anyone as she refilled the bowl with cabbage soup.
El joven y robusto hijo del viejo contaba, con la boca llena de espesa papilla, algo muy chistoso y todos reían, y en especial la mujer de los zuecos, que añadía en aquel momento sopa de coles en el tazón.