It's a fight!" he said, scowling and setting his powerful jaws.

"What a capable fellow Sviazhsky is! Sees it all so clearly.

" "Oh, yes!" Vronsky assented indifferently.

A silence followed, during which Vronsky--since he had to look at something--looked at Levin, at his feet, at his uniform, then at his face, and noticing his gloomy eyes fixed upon him, he said, in order to say something: "How is it that you, living constantly in the country, are not a justice of the peace? You are not in the uniform of one.