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“
What
nonsense
!
That
’
s
her
manner
.
.
.
.
Come
,
boy
,
the
soup
!
.
.
.
That
’
s
her
manner
—
grande
dame
,
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
“
I
’
m
coming
,
too
,
but
I
have
to
go
to
the
Countess
Bonina
’
s
rehearsal
.
Come
,
isn
’
t
it
true
that
you
’
re
a
savage
?
How
do
you
explain
the
sudden
way
in
which
you
vanished
from
Moscow
?
The
Shtcherbatskys
were
continually
asking
me
about
you
,
as
though
I
ought
to
know
.
The
only
thing
I
know
is
that
you
always
do
what
no
one
else
does
.
”
“
Yes
,
”
said
Levin
,
slowly
and
with
emotion
,
“
you
’
re
right
.
I
am
a
savage
.
Only
,
my
savageness
is
not
in
having
gone
away
,
but
in
coming
now
.
Now
I
have
come
.
.
.
.
”
“
Oh
,
what
a
lucky
fellow
you
are
!
”
broke
in
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
looking
into
Levin
’
s
eyes
.
“
Why
?
”
“
‘
I
know
a
gallant
steed
by
tokens
sure
,
And
by
his
eyes
I
know
a
youth
in
love
,
’
”
declaimed
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
“
Everything
is
before
you
.
”
“
Why
,
is
it
over
for
you
already
?
”
“
No
;
not
over
exactly
,
but
the
future
is
yours
,
and
the
present
is
mine
,
and
the
present
—
well
,
it
’
s
not
all
that
it
might
be
.
”
