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long as they will, and link on small saucers by way of studs, so that they can do nothing with their hands." Stepan Arkadyevitch smiled gaily. "Oh, yes, thats just a sign that he has no need to do coarse work. His work is with the mind..." "Maybe. But still its queer to me, just as at this moment it seems queer to me that we country folks try to get our meals over as soon as we can, so as to be ready for our work, while here are we trying to drag out our meal as long as possible, and with that object eating oysters..." "Why, of course," objected Stepan Arkadyevitch. "But thats just the aim of civilization--to make everything a source of enjoyment." "Well, if thats its aim, Id rather be a savage." "And so you are a savage. All you Levins are savages." Levin sighed. He remembered his brother Nikolay, and felt ashamed and sore, and he scowled; but Oblonsky began speaking of a subject which at once drew his attention. "Oh, I say, are you going tonight to our people, the Shtcherbatskys, I mean?" he said, his eyes sparkling significantly as he pushed away the empty rough shells, and drew the cheese towards him. "Yes, I shall certainly go," replied Levin; "though I fancied the princess was not very warm in her invitation." "What nonsense! Thats her manner.... Come, boy, the soup!.... Thats her manner--_grande dame,_" said Stepan Arkadyevitch. "Im coming, too, but I have to go to the Countess Boninas rehearsal. Come, isnt it true that youre 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, "youre 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 Levins 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, its not all that it might be." "How so?" "Oh, things go wrong. But I dont want to talk of myself, and besides I cant 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 cant 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, "theres nothing I desire so much as that--nothing! It would be the best thing that could be." "But youre not making a mistake? You know what were speaking of?" said Levin, piercing him with his eyes. "You think its possible?" "I think its possible. Why not possible?" "No! do you really think its possible? No, tell me all you think! Oh, but if...if refusals in store for me!... Indeed I feel sure..." "Why should you think that?" said Stepan Arkadyevitch, smiling at his excitement. "It seems so to me sometimes. That will be awful for me, and for her too." "Oh, well, anyway theres nothing awful in it for a girl. Every girls proud of an offer." "Yes, every girl, but not she." Stepan Arkadyevitch smiled. He so well knew that feeling of Levins, that for him all the girls in the world were divided into two classes: one class--all the girls in the world except her, and those girls with all sorts of human weaknesses, and very ordinary girls: the other class--she alone, having no weaknesses of any sort and higher than all humanity. "Stay, take some sauce," he said, holding back Levins hand as it pushed

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