oak is right, a thousand times right,” thought Prince Andréy. “Let others—the young—yield afresh to that fraud, but we know life, our life is finished!”
A whole sequence of new thoughts, hopeless but mournfully pleasant, rose in his soul in connection with that tree. During this journey he, as it were, considered his life afresh and arrived at his old conclusion, restful in its hopelessness: that it was not for him to begin anything anew—but that he must live out his life, content to do no harm, and not disturbing himself or desiring anything.
II
Prince Andréy had to see the Marshal of the Nobility for the district in connection with the affairs of the Ryazán estate of which he was trustee.
This Marshal was Count Ilyá Andréevich Rostóv, and in the middle of May Prince Andréy went to visit him.
It was now hot spring