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“
I
want
you
not
to
meet
that
man
here
,
and
to
conduct
yourself
so
that
neither
the
world
nor
the
servants
can
reproach
you
.
.
.
not
to
see
him
.
That
’
s
not
much
,
I
think
.
And
in
return
you
will
enjoy
all
the
privileges
of
a
faithful
wife
without
fulfilling
her
duties
.
That
’
s
all
I
have
to
say
to
you
.
Now
it
’
s
time
for
me
to
go
.
I
’
m
not
dining
at
home
”
He
got
up
and
moved
towards
the
door
.
Anna
got
up
too
.
Bowing
in
silence
,
he
let
her
pass
before
him
.
The
night
spent
by
Levin
on
the
haycock
did
not
pass
without
result
for
him
.
The
way
in
which
he
had
been
managing
his
land
revolted
him
and
had
lost
all
attraction
for
him
.
In
spite
of
the
magnificent
harvest
,
never
had
there
been
,
or
,
at
least
,
never
it
seemed
to
him
,
had
there
been
so
many
hindrances
and
so
many
quarrels
between
him
and
the
peasants
as
that
year
,
and
the
origin
of
these
failures
and
this
hostility
was
now
perfectly
comprehensible
to
him
.
The
delight
he
had
experienced
in
the
work
itself
,
and
the
consequent
greater
intimacy
with
the
peasants
,
the
envy
he
felt
of
them
,
of
their
life
,
the
desire
to
adopt
that
life
,
which
had
been
to
him
that
night
not
a
dream
but
an
intention
,
the
execution
of
which
he
had
thought
out
in
detail
—
all
this
had
so
transformed
his
view
of
the
farming
of
the
land
as
he
had
managed
it
,
that
he
could
not
take
his
former
interest
in
it
,
and
could
not
help
seeing
that
unpleasant
relation
between
him
and
the
workpeople
which
was
the
foundation
of
it
all
.
The
herd
of
improved
cows
such
as
Pava
,
the
whole
land
ploughed
over
and
enriched
,
the
nine
level
fields
surrounded
with
hedges
,
the
two
hundred
and
forty
acres
heavily
manured
,
the
seed
sown
in
drills
,
and
all
the
rest
of
it
—
it
was
all
splendid
if
only
the
work
had
been
done
for
themselves
,
or
for
themselves
and
comrades
—
people
in
sympathy
with
them
.
But
he
saw
clearly
now
(
his
work
on
a
book
of
agriculture
,
in
which
the
chief
element
in
husbandry
was
to
have
been
the
laborer
,
greatly
assisted
him
in
this
)
that
the
sort
of
farming
he
was
carrying
on
was
nothing
but
a
cruel
and
stubborn
struggle
between
him
and
the
laborers
,
in
which
there
was
on
one
side
—
his
side
—
a
continual
intense
effort
to
change
everything
to
a
pattern
he
considered
better
;
on
the
other
side
,
the
natural
order
of
things
.
And
in
this
struggle
he
saw
that
with
immense
expenditure
of
force
on
his
side
,
and
with
no
effort
or
even
intention
on
the
other
side
,
all
that
was
attained
was
that
the
work
did
not
go
to
the
liking
of
either
side
,
and
that
splendid
tools
,
splendid
cattle
and
land
were
spoiled
with
no
good
to
anyone
.
Worst
of
all
,
the
energy
expended
on
this
work
was
not
simply
wasted
.
He
could
not
help
feeling
now
,
since
the
meaning
of
this
system
had
become
clear
to
him
,
that
the
aim
of
his
energy
was
a
most
unworthy
one
.
In
reality
,
what
was
the
struggle
about
?
He
was
struggling
for
every
farthing
of
his
share
(
and
he
could
not
help
it
,
for
he
had
only
to
relax
his
efforts
,
and
he
would
not
have
had
the
money
to
pay
his
laborers
’
wages
)
,
while
they
were
only
struggling
to
be
able
to
do
their
work
easily
and
agreeably
,
that
is
to
say
,
as
they
were
used
to
doing
it
.
It
was
for
his
interests
that
every
laborer
should
work
as
hard
as
possible
,
and
that
while
doing
so
he
should
keep
his
wits
about
him
,
so
as
to
try
not
to
break
the
winnowing
machines
,
the
horse
rakes
,
the
thrashing
machines
,
that
he
should
attend
to
what
he
was
doing
.
What
the
laborer
wanted
was
to
work
as
pleasantly
as
possible
,
with
rests
,
and
above
all
,
carelessly
and
heedlessly
,
without
thinking
.
That
summer
Levin
saw
this
at
every
step
.
He
sent
the
men
to
mow
some
clover
for
hay
,
picking
out
the
worst
patches
where
the
clover
was
overgrown
with
grass
and
weeds
and
of
no
use
for
seed
;
again
and
again
they
mowed
the
best
acres
of
clover
,
justifying
themselves
by
the
pretense
that
the
bailiff
had
told
them
to
,
and
trying
to
pacify
him
with
the
assurance
that
it
would
be
splendid
hay
;
but
he
knew
that
it
was
owing
to
those
acres
being
so
much
easier
to
mow
.
He
sent
out
a
hay
machine
for
pitching
the
hay
—
it
was
broken
at
the
first
row
because
it
was
dull
work
for
a
peasant
to
sit
on
the
seat
in
front
with
the
great
wings
waving
above
him
.
And
he
was
told
,
“
Don
’
t
trouble
,
your
honor
,
sure
,
the
womenfolks
will
pitch
it
quick
enough
.
”
The
ploughs
were
practically
useless
,
because
it
never
occurred
to
the
laborer
to
raise
the
share
when
he
turned
the
plough
,
and
forcing
it
round
,
he
strained
the
horses
and
tore
up
the
ground
,
and
Levin
was
begged
not
to
mind
about
it
.
The
horses
were
allowed
to
stray
into
the
wheat
because
not
a
single
laborer
would
consent
to
be
night
-
watchman
,
and
in
spite
of
orders
to
the
contrary
,
the
laborers
insisted
on
taking
turns
for
night
duty
,
and
Ivan
,
after
working
all
day
long
,
fell
asleep
,
and
was
very
penitent
for
his
fault
,
saying
,
“
Do
what
you
will
to
me
,
your
honor
.
”
They
killed
three
of
the
best
calves
by
letting
them
into
the
clover
aftermath
without
care
as
to
their
drinking
,
and
nothing
would
make
the
men
believe
that
they
had
been
blown
out
by
the
clover
,
but
they
told
him
,
by
way
of
consolation
,
that
one
of
his
neighbors
had
lost
a
hundred
and
twelve
head
of
cattle
in
three
days
.
All
this
happened
,
not
because
anyone
felt
ill
-
will
to
Levin
or
his
farm
;
on
the
contrary
,
he
knew
that
they
liked
him
,
thought
him
a
simple
gentleman
(
their
highest
praise
)
;
but
it
happened
simply
because
all
they
wanted
was
to
work
merrily
and
carelessly
,
and
his
interests
were
not
only
remote
and
incomprehensible
to
them
,
but
fatally
opposed
to
their
most
just
claims
.
Long
before
,
Levin
had
felt
dissatisfaction
with
his
own
position
in
regard
to
the
land
.
He
saw
where
his
boat
leaked
,
but
he
did
not
look
for
the
leak
,
perhaps
purposely
deceiving
himself
.
(
Nothing
would
be
left
him
if
he
lost
faith
in
it
.
)
But
now
he
could
deceive
himself
no
longer
.
The
farming
of
the
land
,
as
he
was
managing
it
,
had
become
not
merely
unattractive
but
revolting
to
him
,
and
he
could
take
no
further
interest
in
it
.
To
this
now
was
joined
the
presence
,
only
twenty
-
five
miles
off
,
of
Kitty
Shtcherbatskaya
,
whom
he
longed
to
see
and
could
not
see
.
Darya
Alexandrovna
Oblonskaya
had
invited
him
,
when
he
was
over
there
,
to
come
;
to
come
with
the
object
of
renewing
his
offer
to
her
sister
,
who
would
,
so
she
gave
him
to
understand
,
accept
him
now
.
Levin
himself
had
felt
on
seeing
Kitty
Shtcherbatskaya
that
he
had
never
ceased
to
love
her
;
but
he
could
not
go
over
to
the
Oblonskys
’
,
knowing
she
was
there
.
The
fact
that
he
had
made
her
an
offer
,
and
she
had
refused
him
,
had
placed
an
insuperable
barrier
between
her
and
him
.
“
I
can
’
t
ask
her
to
be
my
wife
merely
because
she
can
’
t
be
the
wife
of
the
man
she
wanted
to
marry
,
”
he
said
to
himself
.
The
thought
of
this
made
him
cold
and
hostile
to
her
.
“
I
should
not
be
able
to
speak
to
her
without
a
feeling
of
reproach
;
I
could
not
look
at
her
without
resentment
;
and
she
will
only
hate
me
all
the
more
,
as
she
’
s
bound
to
.
And
besides
,
how
can
I
now
,
after
what
Darya
Alexandrovna
told
me
,
go
to
see
them
?
Can
I
help
showing
that
I
know
what
she
told
me
?
And
me
to
go
magnanimously
to
forgive
her
,
and
have
pity
on
her
!
Me
go
through
a
performance
before
her
of
forgiving
,
and
deigning
to
bestow
my
love
on
her
!
.
.
.
What
induced
Darya
Alexandrovna
to
tell
me
that
?
By
chance
I
might
have
seen
her
,
then
everything
would
have
happened
of
itself
;
but
,
as
it
is
,
it
’
s
out
of
the
question
,
out
of
the
question
!
”
