"Doyouknow, I'vebeenthinkingaboutyou," saidSergeyIvanovitch."It'sbeyondeverythingwhat'sbeingdoneinthedistrict, ''vetoldyoubefore, Itellyouagain: it'snotrightforyounottogotothemeetings, 'tgointoit, ofcourseit', anditallgoesinsalaries, andtherearenoschools, nordistrictnurses, normidwives, nordrugstores—nothing."

"Well, Ididtry, youknow," Levinsaidslowlyandunwillingly."Ican't! andsothere'snohelpforit."

"Butwhycan'tyou? ImustownIcan', incapacity—Iwon'tadmit; surelyit'snotsimplylaziness?"

"Noneofthosethings.I'vetried, andIseeIcandonothing," saidLevin.

, hemadeoutsomethingblack, buthecouldnotdistinguishwhetheritwasahorseorthebailiffonhorseback.

"Whyisityoucandonothing? Youmadeanattemptanddidn'tsucceed, asyouthink, -respect?"

"Self-respect!" saidLevin, stungtothequickbyhisbrother'swords; "Idon''dtoldmeatcollegethatotherpeopleunderstoodtheintegralcalculus, andIdidn't, , andespeciallythatallthisbusinessisofgreatimportance."

"What! doyoumeantosayit'snotofimportance?" saidSergeyIvanovitch, stungtothequicktooathisbrother'sconsideringanythingofnoimportancethatinterestedhim, andstillmoreathisobviouslypayinglittleattentiontowhathewassaying.

"Idon'tthinkitimportant; itdoesnottakeholdofme, Ican'thelpit," answeredLevin, makingoutthatwhathesawwasthebailiff, ."Cantheyhavefinishedploughing?" hewondered.