He talked of this, and passionately longed to hear more of Kitty,

and, at the same time, was afraid of hearing it. He dreaded the

breaking up of the inward peace he had gained with such effort.

"Yes, but still all this has to be looked after, and who is there

to look after it?" Darya Alexandrovna responded, without

interest.

She had by now got her household matters so satisfactorily

arranged, thanks to Marya Philimonovna, that she was disinclined

to make any change in them; besides, she had no faith in Levin's

knowledge of farming. General principles, as to the cow being a

machine for the production of milk, she looked on with suspicion.

It seemed to her that such principles could only be a hindrance

in farm management. It all seemed to her a far simpler matter:

all that was needed, as Marya Philimonovna had explained, was to

give Brindle and Whitebreast more food and drink, and not to let

the cook carry all the kitchen slops to the laundry maid's cow.

That was clear. But general propositions as to feeding on meal

and on grass were doubtful and obscure. And, what was most

important, she wanted to talk about Kitty.




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