" At that instant Marya Nikolaevna came back.

Nikolay Levin looked round angrily at her.

She went quickly to him, and whispered something.

"I'm not well; I've grown irritable," said Nikolay Levin, getting calmer and breathing painfully; "and then you talk to me of Sergey Ivanovitch and his article.

It's such rubbish, such lying, such self-deception.