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"It's I," answered Konstantin Levin, coht

"Who's _I_?" Nikolay's voice said again, stillup hurriedly, stu hie, thin, stooping figure of his brother, so fa in its weirdness and sickliness

He was even thinner than three years before, when Konstantin

Levin had seen hi bones seerown

thinner, the saazed strangely and naively at his visitor

"Ah, Kostya!" he exclai his brother, and

his eyes lit up with joy But the saave the nervous jerk of his head and neck

that Konstantin kneell, as if his neckband hurt hi, and cruel, rested

on his eey Ivanovitch both that I don't know you

and don't want to know you What is it you want?"

He was not at all the sa him

The worst and most tiresome part of his character, what otten by Konstantin

Levin when he thought of him, and nohen he saw his face, and

especially that nervous twitching of his head, he re," he answered timidly