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”
“
Yes
,
only
be
like
your
father
,
only
like
him
,
”
she
said
,
handing
Mitya
over
to
the
nurse
,
and
putting
her
lips
to
his
cheek
.
Ever
since
,
by
his
beloved
brother
’
s
deathbed
,
Levin
had
first
glanced
into
the
questions
of
life
and
death
in
the
light
of
these
new
convictions
,
as
he
called
them
,
which
had
during
the
period
from
his
twentieth
to
his
thirty
-
fourth
year
imperceptibly
replaced
his
childish
and
youthful
beliefs
—
he
had
been
stricken
with
horror
,
not
so
much
of
death
,
as
of
life
,
without
any
knowledge
of
whence
,
and
why
,
and
how
,
and
what
it
was
.
The
physical
organization
,
its
decay
,
the
indestructibility
of
matter
,
the
law
of
the
conservation
of
energy
,
evolution
,
were
the
words
which
usurped
the
place
of
his
old
belief
.
These
words
and
the
ideas
associated
with
them
were
very
well
for
intellectual
purposes
.
But
for
life
they
yielded
nothing
,
and
Levin
felt
suddenly
like
a
man
who
has
changed
his
warm
fur
cloak
for
a
muslin
garment
,
and
going
for
the
first
time
into
the
frost
is
immediately
convinced
,
not
by
reason
,
but
by
his
whole
nature
that
he
is
as
good
as
naked
,
and
that
he
must
infallibly
perish
miserably
.
From
that
moment
,
though
he
did
not
distinctly
face
it
,
and
still
went
on
living
as
before
,
Levin
had
never
lost
this
sense
of
terror
at
his
lack
of
knowledge
.
He
vaguely
felt
,
too
,
that
what
he
called
his
new
convictions
were
not
merely
lack
of
knowledge
,
but
that
they
were
part
of
a
whole
order
of
ideas
,
in
which
no
knowledge
of
what
he
needed
was
possible
.
At
first
,
marriage
,
with
the
new
joys
and
duties
bound
up
with
it
,
had
completely
crowded
out
these
thoughts
.
But
of
late
,
while
he
was
staying
in
Moscow
after
his
wife
’
s
confinement
,
with
nothing
to
do
,
the
question
that
clamored
for
solution
had
more
and
more
often
,
more
and
more
insistently
,
haunted
Levin
’
s
mind
.
The
question
was
summed
up
for
him
thus
:
“
If
I
do
not
accept
the
answers
Christianity
gives
to
the
problems
of
my
life
,
what
answers
do
I
accept
?
”
And
in
the
whole
arsenal
of
his
convictions
,
so
far
from
finding
any
satisfactory
answers
,
he
was
utterly
unable
to
find
anything
at
all
like
an
answer
.
He
was
in
the
position
of
a
man
seeking
food
in
toy
shops
and
tool
shops
.
Instinctively
,
unconsciously
,
with
every
book
,
with
every
conversation
,
with
every
man
he
met
,
he
was
on
the
lookout
for
light
on
these
questions
and
their
solution
.
