The personal matter that absorbed Levin during his conversation

with his brother was this. Once in a previous year he had gone

to look at the mowing, and being made very angry by the bailiff

he had recourse to his favorite means for regaining his temper,--

he took a scythe from a peasant and began mowing.

He liked the work so much that he had several times tried his

hand at mowing since. He had cut the whole of the meadow in

front of his house, and this year ever since the early spring he

had cherished a plan for mowing for whole days together with the

peasants. Ever since his brother's arrival, he had been in doubt

whether to mow or not. He was loath to leave his brother alone

all day long, and he was afraid his brother would laugh at him

about it. But as he drove into the meadow, and recalled the

sensations of mowing, he came near deciding that he would go

mowing. After the irritating discussion with his brother, he

pondered over this intention again.

"I must have physical exercise, or my temper'll certainly be

ruined," he thought, and he determined he would go mowing,

however awkward he might feel about it with his brother or the

peasants.

Towards evening Konstantin Levin went to his counting house, gave

directions as to the work to be done, and sent about the village

to summon the mowers for the morrow, to cut the hay in Kalinov

meadow, the largest and best of his grass lands.

"And send my scythe, please, to Tit, for him to set it, and bring

it round tomorrow. I shall maybe do some mowing myself too," he

said, trying not to be embarrassed.

The bailiff smiled and said: "Yes, sir."

At tea the same evening Levin said to his brother: "I fancy the fine weather will last. Tomorrow I shall start

mowing."

"I'm so fond of that form of field labor," said Sergey

Ivanovitch.

"I'm awfully fond of it. I sometimes mow myself with the

peasants, and tomorrow I want to try mowing the whole day."

Sergey Ivanovitch lifted his head, and looked with interest at

his brother.

"How do you mean? Just like one of the peasants, all day long?"

"Yes, it's very pleasant," said Levin.

"It's splendid as exercise, only you'll hardly be able to stand

it," said Sergey Ivanovitch, without a shade of irony.

"I've tried it. It's hard work at first, but you get into it.

I dare say I shall manage to keep it up..."




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