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“
Come
,
enough
about
it
!
”
he
said
.
“
When
did
anybody
ever
sell
anything
without
being
told
immediately
after
the
sale
,
‘
It
was
worth
much
more
’
?
But
when
one
wants
to
sell
,
no
one
will
give
anything
.
.
.
.
No
,
I
see
you
’
ve
a
grudge
against
that
unlucky
Ryabinin
.
”
“
Maybe
I
have
.
And
do
you
know
why
?
You
’
ll
say
again
that
I
’
m
a
reactionist
,
or
some
other
terrible
word
;
but
all
the
same
it
does
annoy
and
anger
me
to
see
on
all
sides
the
impoverishing
of
the
nobility
to
which
I
belong
,
and
,
in
spite
of
the
amalgamation
of
classes
,
I
’
m
glad
to
belong
.
And
their
impoverishment
is
not
due
to
extravagance
—
that
would
be
nothing
;
living
in
good
style
—
that
’
s
the
proper
thing
for
noblemen
;
it
’
s
only
the
nobles
who
know
how
to
do
it
.
Now
the
peasants
about
us
buy
land
,
and
I
don
’
t
mind
that
.
The
gentleman
does
nothing
,
while
the
peasant
works
and
supplants
the
idle
man
.
That
’
s
as
it
ought
to
be
.
And
I
’
m
very
glad
for
the
peasant
.
But
I
do
mind
seeing
the
process
of
impoverishment
from
a
sort
of
—
I
don
’
t
know
what
to
call
it
—
innocence
.
Here
a
Polish
speculator
bought
for
half
its
value
a
magnificent
estate
from
a
young
lady
who
lives
in
Nice
.
And
there
a
merchant
will
get
three
acres
of
land
,
worth
ten
roubles
,
as
security
for
the
loan
of
one
rouble
.
Here
,
for
no
kind
of
reason
,
you
’
ve
made
that
rascal
a
present
of
thirty
thousand
roubles
.
”
“
Well
,
what
should
I
have
done
?
Counted
every
tree
?
”
“
Of
course
,
they
must
be
counted
.
You
didn
’
t
count
them
,
but
Ryabinin
did
.
Ryabinin
’
s
children
will
have
means
of
livelihood
and
education
,
while
yours
maybe
will
not
!
”
“
Well
,
you
must
excuse
me
,
but
there
’
s
something
mean
in
this
counting
.
We
have
our
business
and
they
have
theirs
,
and
they
must
make
their
profit
.
Anyway
,
the
thing
’
s
done
,
and
there
’
s
an
end
of
it
.
And
here
come
some
poached
eggs
,
my
favorite
dish
.
And
Agafea
Mihalovna
will
give
us
that
marvelous
herb
-
brandy
.
.
.
.
”
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
sat
down
at
the
table
and
began
joking
with
Agafea
Mihalovna
,
assuring
her
that
it
was
long
since
he
had
tasted
such
a
dinner
and
such
a
supper
.
“
Well
,
you
do
praise
it
,
anyway
,
”
said
Agafea
Mihalovna
,
“
but
Konstantin
Dmitrievitch
,
give
him
what
you
will
—
a
crust
of
bread
—
he
’
ll
eat
it
and
walk
away
.
”
Though
Levin
tried
to
control
himself
,
he
was
gloomy
and
silent
.
He
wanted
to
put
one
question
to
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
but
he
could
not
bring
himself
to
the
point
,
and
could
not
find
the
words
or
the
moment
in
which
to
put
it
.
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
had
gone
down
to
his
room
,
undressed
,
again
washed
,
and
attired
in
a
nightshirt
with
goffered
frills
,
he
had
got
into
bed
,
but
Levin
still
lingered
in
his
room
,
talking
of
various
trifling
matters
,
and
not
daring
to
ask
what
he
wanted
to
know
.
