After all's said and done, we're not strangers.

Come, have a drink.

Tell me what you're doing," he went on, greedily munching a piece of bread, and pouring out another glassful.

" How are you living?" "I live alone in the country, as I used to.

I'm busy looking after the land," answered Konstantin, watching with horror the greediness with which his brother ate and drank, and trying to conceal that he noticed it.