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“
How
so
?
”
“
Oh
,
things
go
wrong
.
But
I
don
’
t
want
to
talk
of
myself
,
and
besides
I
can
’
t
explain
it
all
,
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
“
Well
,
why
have
you
come
to
Moscow
,
then
?
.
.
.
Hi
!
take
away
!
”
he
called
to
the
Tatar
.
“
You
guess
?
”
responded
Levin
,
his
eyes
like
deep
wells
of
light
fixed
on
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
.
“
I
guess
,
but
I
can
’
t
be
the
first
to
talk
about
it
.
You
can
see
by
that
whether
I
guess
right
or
wrong
,
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
gazing
at
Levin
with
a
subtle
smile
.
“
Well
,
and
what
have
you
to
say
to
me
?
”
said
Levin
in
a
quivering
voice
,
feeling
that
all
the
muscles
of
his
face
were
quivering
too
.
“
How
do
you
look
at
the
question
?
”
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
slowly
emptied
his
glass
of
Chablis
,
never
taking
his
eyes
off
Levin
.
“
I
?
”
said
Stepan
Arkadyevitch
,
“
there
’
s
nothing
I
desire
so
much
as
that
—
nothing
!
It
would
be
the
best
thing
that
could
be
.
”
“
But
you
’
re
not
making
a
mistake
?
You
know
what
we
’
re
speaking
of
?
”
said
Levin
,
piercing
him
with
his
eyes
.
“
You
think
it
’
s
possible
?
”
“
I
think
it
’
s
possible
.
Why
not
possible
?
”
“
No
!
do
you
really
think
it
’
s
possible
?
No
,
tell
me
all
you
think
!
Oh
,
but
if
.
.
.
if
refusal
’
s
in
store
for
me
!
.
.
.
Indeed
I
feel
sure
.
.
.
.
”
