Anna Karenina - Part 3

"K...ha! K...ha! Damnation! Why do you keep fidgeting, why

don't you go to sleep?" his brother's voice called to him.

"Oh, I don't know, I'm not sleepy."

"I have had a good sleep, I'm not in a sweat now. Just see, feel

my shirt; it's not wet, is it?"

Levin felt, withdrew behind the screen, and put out the candle,

but for a long while he could not sleep. The question how to

live had hardly begun to grow a little clearer to him, when a

new, insoluble question presented itself--death.

"Why, he's dying--yes, he'll die in the spring, and how help

him? What can I say to him? What do I know about it? I'd even

forgotten that it was at all."