Of course Kostya and Kitty have so much tact that we don't feel it; but it can't go on.

They'll have children, they won't be able to keep us; it's a drag on them as it is.

How is papa, who has hardly anything left for himself, to help us? So that I can't even bring the children up by myself, and may find it hard with the help of other people, at the cost of humiliation.

Why, even if we suppose the greatest good luck, that the children don't die, and I bring them up somehow.