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"Kha! Kha! Dao to sleep?" his brother's voice called to hiood 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 hiotten that it was at all"