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“
No
;
since
we
are
talking
,
explain
it
to
me
from
the
philosophical
point
of
view
,
”
said
Levin
.
“
I
can
’
t
see
where
philosophy
comes
in
,
”
said
Sergey
Ivanovitch
,
in
a
tone
,
Levin
fancied
,
as
though
he
did
not
admit
his
brother
’
s
right
to
talk
about
philosophy
.
And
that
irritated
Levin
.
“
I
’
ll
tell
you
,
then
,
”
he
said
with
heat
,
“
I
imagine
the
mainspring
of
all
our
actions
is
,
after
all
,
self
-
interest
.
Now
in
the
local
institutions
I
,
as
a
nobleman
,
see
nothing
that
could
conduce
to
my
prosperity
,
and
the
roads
are
not
better
and
could
not
be
better
;
my
horses
carry
me
well
enough
over
bad
ones
.
Doctors
and
dispensaries
are
no
use
to
me
.
An
arbitrator
of
disputes
is
no
use
to
me
.
I
never
appeal
to
him
,
and
never
shall
appeal
to
him
.
The
schools
are
no
good
to
me
,
but
positively
harmful
,
as
I
told
you
.
For
me
the
district
institutions
simply
mean
the
liability
to
pay
fourpence
halfpenny
for
every
three
acres
,
to
drive
into
the
town
,
sleep
with
bugs
,
and
listen
to
all
sorts
of
idiocy
and
loathsomeness
,
and
self
-
interest
offers
me
no
inducement
.
”
“
Excuse
me
,
”
Sergey
Ivanovitch
interposed
with
a
smile
,
“
self
-
interest
did
not
induce
us
to
work
for
the
emancipation
of
the
serfs
,
but
we
did
work
for
it
.
”
“
No
!
”
Konstantin
Levin
broke
in
with
still
greater
heat
;
“
the
emancipation
of
the
serfs
was
a
different
matter
.
There
self
-
interest
did
come
in
.
One
longed
to
throw
off
that
yoke
that
crushed
us
,
all
decent
people
among
us
.
But
to
be
a
town
councilor
and
discuss
how
many
dustmen
are
needed
,
and
how
chimneys
shall
be
constructed
in
the
town
in
which
I
don
’
t
live
—
to
serve
on
a
jury
and
try
a
peasant
who
’
s
stolen
a
flitch
of
bacon
,
and
listen
for
six
hours
at
a
stretch
to
all
sorts
of
jabber
from
the
counsel
for
the
defense
and
the
prosecution
,
and
the
president
cross
-
examining
my
old
half
-
witted
Alioshka
,
‘
Do
you
admit
,
prisoner
in
the
dock
,
the
fact
of
the
removal
of
the
bacon
?
’
‘
Eh
?
’
”
Konstantin
Levin
had
warmed
to
his
subject
,
and
began
mimicking
the
president
and
the
half
-
witted
Alioshka
:
it
seemed
to
him
that
it
was
all
to
the
point
.
But
Sergey
Ivanovitch
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
“
Well
,
what
do
you
mean
to
say
,
then
?
”
“
I
simply
mean
to
say
that
those
rights
that
touch
me
.
.
.
