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"Kitty writes to me that there's nothing she longs for so much as

quiet and solitude," Dolly said after the silence that had

followed.

"And how is she-better?" Levin asked in agitation.

"Thank God, she's quite well again. I never believed her lungs

were affected."

"Oh, I'm very glad!" said Levin, and Dolly fancied she saw

something touching, helpless, in his face as he said this and

looked silently into her face.

"Let me ask you, Konstantin Dmitrievitch," said Darya

Alexandrovna, smiling her kindly and rather mocking smile, "why

is it you are angry with Kitty?"

"I? I'm not angry with her," said Levin.

"Yes, you are angry. Why was it you did not come to see us nor

them when you were in Moscow?"

"Darya Alexandrovna," he said, blushing up to the roots of his

hair, "I wonder really that with your kind heart you don't feel

this. How it is you feel no pity for me, if nothing else, when

you know...."

"What do I know?"