"Why, how can one want to go to bed!" said Stepan Arkadyevitch, who, after drinking several glasses of wine at supper, was now in his most charming and sentimental humor.

" Look, Kitty," he said, pointing to the moon, which had just risen behind the lime trees --"how exquisite! Veslovsky, this is the time for a serenade.

You know, he has a splendid voice; we practiced songs together along the road.

He has brought some lovely songs with him, two new ones.

Varvara Andreevna and he must sing some duets.