Even now, if it weren't for spending the summer at the Levins', I don't know how we should be managing to live.
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.