"How was it you used to say you would never wear European dress again?" he said, scanning his new suit, obviously cut by a French tailor.

" Ah! I see: a new phase.

" Levin suddenly blushed, not as grown men blush, slightly, without being themselves aware of it, but as boys blush, feeling that they are ridiculous through their shyness, and consequently ashamed of it and blushing still more, almost to the point of tears.