| PART 6
Chapter 7
 Levin came back to the house only when they sent to summon him to
 supper.  On the stairs were standing Kitty and Agafea Mihalovna,
 consulting about wines for supper. "But why are you making all this fuss?  Have what we usually do." "No, Stiva doesn't drink...Kostya, stop, what's the matter?"
 Kitty began, hurrying after him, but he strode ruthlessly away to
 the dining room without waiting for her, and at once joined in
 the lively general conversation which was being maintained there
 by Vassenka Veslovsky and Stepan Arkadyevitch. "Well, what do you say, are we going shooting tomorrow?" said
 Stepan Arkadyevitch. "Please, do let's go," said Veslovsky, moving to another chair,
 where he sat down sideways, with one fat leg crossed under him. "I shall be delighted, we will go.  And have you had any shooting
 yet this year?" said Levin to Veslovsky, looking intently at his
 leg, but speaking with that forced amiability that Kitty knew so
 well in him, and that was so out of keeping with him.  "I can't
 answer for our finding grouse, but there are plenty of snipe.
 Only we ought to start early.  You're not tired?  Aren't you
 tired, Stiva?" "Me tired?  I've never been tired yet.  Suppose we stay up all
 night.  Let's go for a walk!" "Yes, really, let's not go to bed at all!  Capital!" Veslovsky
 chimed in. "Oh, we all know you can do without sleep, and keep other people
 up too," Dolly said to her husband, with that faint note of irony
 in her voice which she almost always had now with her husband.
 "But to my thinking, it's time for bed now....  I'm going, I
 don't want supper." "No, do stay a little, Dolly," said Stepan Arkadyevitch, going
 round to her side behind the table where they were having supper.
 "I've so much still to tell you." "Nothing really, I suppose." |