| PART 2
Chapter 16
 On the way home Levin asked all details of Kitty's illness and
 the Shtcherbatskys' plans, and though he would have been ashamed
 to admit it, he was pleased at what he heard.  He was pleased
 that there was still hope, and still more pleased that she should
 be suffering who had made him suffer so much.  But when Stepan
 Arkadyevitch began to speak of the causes of Kitty's illness, and
 mentioned Vronsky's name, Levin cut him short. "I have no right whatever to know family matters, and, to tell
 the truth, no interest in them either." Stepan Arkadyevitch smiled hardly perceptibly, catching the
 instantaneous change he knew so well in Levin's face, which had
 become as gloomy as it had been bright a minute before. "Have you quite settled about the forest with Ryabinin?" asked
 Levin. "Yes, it's settled.  The price is magnificent; thirty-eight
 thousand.  Eight straight away, and the rest in six years.  I've
 been bothering about it for ever so long.  No one would give
 more." "Then you've as good as given away your forest for nothing," said
 Levin gloomily. "How do you mean for nothing?" said Stepan Arkadyevitch with a
 good-humored smile, knowing that nothing would be right in
 Levin's eyes now. "Because the forest is worth at least a hundred and fifty roubles
 the acre," answered Levin. "Oh, these farmers!" said Stepan Arkadyevitch playfully.  "Your
 tone of contempt for us poor townsfolk!...  But when it comes to
 business, we do it better than anyone.  I assure you I have
 reckoned it all out," he said, "and the forest is fetching a very
 good price--so much so that I'm afraid of this fellow's crying
 off, in fact.  You know it's not 'timber,'" said Stepan
 Arkadyevitch, hoping by this distinction to convince Levin
 completely of the unfairness of his doubts.  "And it won't run to
 more than twenty-five yards of fagots per acre, and he's giving
 me at the rate of seventy roubles the acre." |