| PART 3
Chapter 10
 "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?" "You know I made an offer and that I was refused," said Levin,
 and all the tenderness he had been feeling for Kitty a minute
 before was replaced by a feeling of anger for the slight he had
 suffered. "What makes you suppose I know?" "Because everybody knows it..." "That's just where you are mistaken; I did not know it, though
 I had guessed it was so." "Well, now you know it." "All I knew was that something had happened that made her
 dreadfully miserable, and that she begged me never to speak of
 it.  And if she would not tell me, she would certainly not speak
 of it to anyone else.  But what did pass between you?  Tell me." |