"Veslovsky, beside me, walk beside me!" he said in a faint voice to his companion splashing in the water behind him.

Levin could not help feeling an interest in the direction his gun was pointed, after that casual shot near the Kolpensky marsh.

"Oh, I won't get in your way, don't trouble about me.

" But Levin could not help troubling, and recalled Kitty's words at parting: "Mind you don't shoot one another.

" The dogs came nearer and nearer, passed each other, each pursuing its own scent.