`Well, what? What?'

`I saw how you looked while we were talking at supper.'

`Well, well!' Levin said in dismay.

She told him what they had been talking about. And as she told him, she was breathless with emotion. Levin was silent for a space, then he scanned her pale and distressed face, and suddenly he clutched at his head.

`Katia, I've been worrying you! Darling, forgive me! It's madness! Katia, I'm a criminal. And how could you be so distressed at such idiocy?'

`Oh, I was sorry for you.'

`For me? For me? How mad I am!... But why make you miserable? It's awful to think that any outsider can shatter our happiness.'

`It's humiliating too, of course.'

`Oh, then I'll keep him here all the summer, and will overwhelm him with civility,' said Levin, kissing her hands. `You shall see. Tomorrow... oh, yes, we are going tomorrow.'