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“
I
work
,
I
want
to
do
something
,
but
I
had
forgotten
it
must
all
end
;
I
had
forgotten
—
death
.
”
He
sat
on
his
bed
in
the
darkness
,
crouched
up
,
hugging
his
knees
,
and
holding
his
breath
from
the
strain
of
thought
,
he
pondered
.
But
the
more
intensely
he
thought
,
the
clearer
it
became
to
him
that
it
was
indubitably
so
,
that
in
reality
,
looking
upon
life
,
he
had
forgotten
one
little
fact
—
that
death
will
come
,
and
all
ends
;
that
nothing
was
even
worth
beginning
,
and
that
there
was
no
helping
it
anyway
.
Yes
,
it
was
awful
,
but
it
was
so
.
“
But
I
am
alive
still
.
Now
what
’
s
to
be
done
?
what
’
s
to
be
done
?
”
he
said
in
despair
.
He
lighted
a
candle
,
got
up
cautiously
and
went
to
the
looking
-
glass
,
and
began
looking
at
his
face
and
hair
.
Yes
,
there
were
gray
hairs
about
his
temples
.
He
opened
his
mouth
.
His
back
teeth
were
beginning
to
decay
.
He
bared
his
muscular
arms
.
Yes
,
there
was
strength
in
them
.
But
Nikolay
,
who
lay
there
breathing
with
what
was
left
of
lungs
,
had
had
a
strong
,
healthy
body
too
.
And
suddenly
he
recalled
how
they
used
to
go
to
bed
together
as
children
,
and
how
they
only
waited
till
Fyodor
Bogdanitch
was
out
of
the
room
to
fling
pillows
at
each
other
and
laugh
,
laugh
irrepressibly
,
so
that
even
their
awe
of
Fyodor
Bogdanitch
could
not
check
the
effervescing
,
overbrimming
sense
of
life
and
happiness
.
“
And
now
that
bent
,
hollow
chest
.
.
and
I
,
not
knowing
what
will
become
of
me
,
or
wherefore
.
.
.
.
”
“
K
.
.
.
ha
!
K
.
.
.
ha
!
Damnation
!
Why
do
you
keep
fidgeting
,
why
don
’
t
you
go
to
sleep
?
”
his
brother
’
s
voice
called
to
him
.
“
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
know
,
I
’
m
not
sleepy
.
”
“
I
have
had
a
good
sleep
,
I
’
m
not
in
a
sweat
now
.
Just
see
,
feel
my
shirt
;
it
’
s
not
wet
,
is
it
?
”
Levin
felt
,
withdrew
behind
the
screen
,
and
put
out
the
candle
,
but
for
a
long
while
he
could
not
sleep
.
The
question
how
to
live
had
hardly
begun
to
grow
a
little
clearer
to
him
,
when
a
new
,
insoluble
question
presented
itself
—
death
.
“
Why
,
he
’
s
dying
—
yes
,
he
’
ll
die
in
the
spring
,
and
how
help
him
?
What
can
I
say
to
him
?
What
do
I
know
about
it
?
I
’
d
even
forgotten
that
it
was
at
all
.
”
Levin
had
long
before
made
the
observation
that
when
one
is
uncomfortable
with
people
from
their
being
excessively
amenable
and
meek
,
one
is
apt
very
soon
after
to
find
things
intolerable
from
their
touchiness
and
irritability
.
He
felt
that
this
was
how
it
would
be
with
his
brother
.
And
his
brother
Nikolay
’
s
gentleness
did
in
fact
not
last
out
for
long
.
The
very
next
morning
he
began
to
be
irritable
,
and
seemed
doing
his
best
to
find
fault
with
his
brother
,
attacking
him
on
his
tenderest
points
.
