"Do you suppose I don't see it, sir? It's high time I should know
the gentry. Why, I've grown up from a little thing with them.
It's nothing, sir, so long as there's health and a clear
Levin looked intently at her, surprised at how well she knew his
"Shall I fetch you another cup?" said she, and taking his cup she
Laska kept poking her head under his hand. He stroked her, and
she promptly curled up at his feet, laying her head on a hindpaw.
And in token of all now being well and satisfactory, she opened
her mouth a little, smacked her lips, and settling her sticky
lips more comfortably about her old teeth, she sank into blissful
repose. Levin watched all her movements attentively.
"That's what I'll do," he said to himself; "that's what I'll do!
Nothing's amiss.... All's well."