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“
What
are
you
doing
?
”
“
Work
.
.
.
”
“
What
sort
of
work
?
”
“
I
am
thinking
,
”
he
answered
seriously
after
a
pause
.
Nastasya
was
overcome
with
a
fit
of
laughter
.
She
was
given
to
laughter
and
when
anything
amused
her
,
she
laughed
inaudibly
,
quivering
and
shaking
all
over
till
she
felt
ill
.
“
And
have
you
made
much
money
by
your
thinking
?
”
she
managed
to
articulate
at
last
.
“
One
can
’
t
go
out
to
give
lessons
without
boots
.
And
I
’
m
sick
of
it
.
”
“
Don
’
t
quarrel
with
your
bread
and
butter
.
”
“
They
pay
so
little
for
lessons
.
What
’
s
the
use
of
a
few
coppers
?
”
he
answered
,
reluctantly
,
as
though
replying
to
his
own
thought
.
“
And
you
want
to
get
a
fortune
all
at
once
?
”
