Upon a round table covered with a cloth stood a Chinese tea service and a silver kettle over a spirit lamp. Karenin glanced absent-mindedly at the numberless familiar portraits decorating the boudoir, and sitting down by the table opened a New Testament that was on it.
Karenin miró, distraído, los innumerables y bien conocidos retratos que ornaban el gabinete y, sentándose a la mesa, abrió el Evangelio que había en ella.