Levin read in the queer, familiar handwriting:
“I humbly beg you to leave me in peace. That’s the only favor I ask of my gracious brothers.—
Nikolay Levin
.”
“I humbly beg you to leave me in peace. That’s the only favor I ask of my gracious brothers.— Nikolay Levin .”
Levin read it, and without raising his head stood with the note in his hands opposite Sergey Ivanovitch.
There was a struggle in his heart between the desire to forget his unhappy brother for the time, and the consciousness that it would be base to do so.