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"As for your dislike of it, excuse my saying so, that's simply

our Russian sloth and old serf-owner's ways, and I'm convinced

that in you it's a temporary error and will pass."

Konstantin was silent. He felt himself vanquished on all sides,

but he felt at the same time that what he wanted to say was

unintelligible to his brother. Only he could not make up his mind

whether it was unintelligible because he was not capable of

expressing his meaning clearly, or because his brother would not

or could not understand him. But he did not pursue the

speculation, and without replying, he fell to musing on a quite

different and personal matter.

Sergey Ivanovitch wound up the last line, untied the horse, and

they drove off.

Chapter 4