The gray-whiskered landowner smiled at the mention of the profits of Sviazhsky's famling, obviously aware how much gain his neighbor and marshal was likely to be making.

"Possibly it does not pay," answered Sviazhsky.

" That merely proves either that I'm a bad manager, or that I've sunk my capital for the increase of my rents.

" "Oh, rent!" Levin cried with horror.