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And
Sergey
Ivanovitch
carried
the
subject
into
the
regions
of
philosophical
history
where
Konstantin
Levin
could
not
follow
him
,
and
showed
him
all
the
incorrectness
of
his
view
.
“
As
for
your
dislike
of
it
,
excuse
my
saying
so
,
that
’
s
simply
our
Russian
sloth
and
old
serf
-
owner
’
s
ways
,
and
I
’
m
convinced
that
in
you
it
’
s
a
temporary
error
and
will
pass
”
Konstantin
was
silent
.
He
felt
himself
vanquished
on
all
sides
,
but
he
felt
at
the
same
time
that
what
he
wanted
to
say
was
unintelligible
to
his
brother
.
Only
he
could
not
make
up
his
mind
whether
it
was
unintelligible
because
he
was
not
capable
of
expressing
his
meaning
clearly
,
or
because
his
brother
would
not
or
could
not
understand
him
.
But
he
did
not
pursue
the
speculation
,
and
without
replying
,
he
fell
to
musing
on
a
quite
different
and
personal
matter
.
Sergey
Ivanovitch
wound
up
the
last
line
,
untied
the
horse
,
and
they
drove
off
.
The
personal
matter
that
absorbed
Levin
during
his
conversation
with
his
brother
was
this
.
Once
in
a
previous
year
he
had
gone
to
look
at
the
mowing
,
and
being
made
very
angry
by
the
bailiff
he
had
recourse
to
his
favorite
means
for
regaining
his
temper
,
—
he
took
a
scythe
from
a
peasant
and
began
mowing
.
He
liked
the
work
so
much
that
he
had
several
times
tried
his
hand
at
mowing
since
.
He
had
cut
the
whole
of
the
meadow
in
front
of
his
house
,
and
this
year
ever
since
the
early
spring
he
had
cherished
a
plan
for
mowing
for
whole
days
together
with
the
peasants
.
Ever
since
his
brother
’
s
arrival
,
he
had
been
in
doubt
whether
to
mow
or
not
.
He
was
loath
to
leave
his
brother
alone
all
day
long
,
and
he
was
afraid
his
brother
would
laugh
at
him
about
it
.
But
as
he
drove
into
the
meadow
,
and
recalled
the
sensations
of
mowing
,
he
came
near
deciding
that
he
would
go
mowing
.
After
the
irritating
discussion
with
his
brother
,
he
pondered
over
this
intention
again
.
“
I
must
have
physical
exercise
,
or
my
temper
’
ll
certainly
be
ruined
,
”
he
thought
,
and
he
determined
he
would
go
mowing
,
however
awkward
he
might
feel
about
it
with
his
brother
or
the
peasants
.
Towards
evening
Konstantin
Levin
went
to
his
counting
house
,
gave
directions
as
to
the
work
to
be
done
,
and
sent
about
the
village
to
summon
the
mowers
for
the
morrow
,
to
cut
the
hay
in
Kalinov
meadow
,
the
largest
and
best
of
his
grass
lands
.
“
And
send
my
scythe
,
please
,
to
Tit
,
for
him
to
set
it
,
and
bring
it
round
tomorrow
.
I
shall
maybe
do
some
mowing
myself
too
,
”
he
said
,
trying
not
to
be
embarrassed
.
