On other estates the serfs' compulsory labor was commuted for a quitrent.
Sonya, Natasha, Petya, Anna Mikhaylovna, Vera, and the old count were all hugging him, and the serfs, men and maids, flocked into the room, exclaiming and oh-ing and ah-ing.
Forty thousand serfs and millions of rubles!
The serfs, whose wrongs seldom attracted notice in an age indifferent to the claims of common humanity, found a friend in this severe monarch, and he protected even the despised and persecuted Jews.
Hurry off and tell Maksim, the gardener, to set the serfs to work.