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“
Oh
,
if
you
don
’
t
want
to
say
,
don
’
t
.
Only
it
’
s
no
good
your
talking
to
her
.
She
’
s
a
wench
,
and
you
’
re
a
gentleman
,
”
he
said
with
a
jerk
of
the
neck
.
“
You
understand
everything
,
I
see
,
and
have
taken
stock
of
everything
,
and
look
with
commiseration
on
my
shortcomings
,
”
he
began
again
,
raising
his
voice
.
“
Nikolay
Dmitrievitch
,
Nikolay
Dmitrievitch
,
”
whispered
Marya
Nikolaevna
,
again
going
up
to
him
.
“
Oh
,
very
well
,
very
well
!
.
.
.
But
where
’
s
the
supper
?
Ah
,
here
it
is
,
”
he
said
,
seeing
a
waiter
with
a
tray
.
“
Here
,
set
it
here
,
”
he
added
angrily
,
and
promptly
seizing
the
vodka
,
he
poured
out
a
glassful
and
drank
it
greedily
.
“
Like
a
drink
?
”
he
turned
to
his
brother
,
and
at
once
became
better
humored
.
“
Well
,
enough
of
Sergey
Ivanovitch
.
I
’
m
glad
to
see
you
,
anyway
.
After
all
’
s
said
and
done
,
we
’
re
not
strangers
.
Come
,
have
a
drink
.
Tell
me
what
you
’
re
doing
,
”
he
went
on
,
greedily
munching
a
piece
of
bread
,
and
pouring
out
another
glassful
.
“
How
are
you
living
?
”
“
I
live
alone
in
the
country
,
as
I
used
to
.
I
’
m
busy
looking
after
the
land
,
”
answered
Konstantin
,
watching
with
horror
the
greediness
with
which
his
brother
ate
and
drank
,
and
trying
to
conceal
that
he
noticed
it
.
“
Why
don
’
t
you
get
married
?
”
“
It
hasn
’
t
happened
so
,
”
Konstantin
answered
,
reddening
a
little
.
“
Why
not
?
For
me
now
.
.
.
everything
’
s
at
an
end
!
I
’
ve
made
a
mess
of
my
life
.
But
this
I
’
ve
said
,
and
I
say
still
,
that
if
my
share
had
been
given
me
when
I
needed
it
,
my
whole
life
would
have
been
different
.
”
Konstantin
made
haste
to
change
the
conversation
.
“
Do
you
know
your
little
Vanya
’
s
with
me
,
a
clerk
in
the
countinghouse
at
Pokrovskoe
.
”
