“Well, how is he? how is he?”
“Very bad. He can’t get up. He has kept expecting you. He. … Are you … with your wife?”
Levin did not for the first moment understand what it was confused her, but she immediately enlightened him.
“I’ll go away. I’ll go down to the kitchen,” she brought out. “Nikolay Dmitrievitch will be delighted. He heard about it, and knows your lady, and remembers her abroad.”
Levin realized that she meant his wife, and did not know what answer to make.
“Come along, come along to him!” he said.