'I see, I see.... It's nothing, everything's as it should be; he will have a good set of teeth. If anything goes wrong, tell me. And are you quite well yourself?'
'Quite, thank God.'
'Thank God, indeed—that's the great thing. And you?' he added, turning to Dunyasha.
Dunyasha, a girl very prim in the master's house, and a romp outside the gates, only giggled in answer.
'Well, that's all right. Here's your gallant fellow.'
Fenitchka received the baby in her arms.
'How good he was with you!' she commented in an undertone.
'Children are always good with me.' answered Bazarov; 'I have a way with them.'
'Children know who loves them,' remarked Dunyasha.
'Yes, they certainly do,' Fenitchka said. 'Why, Mitya will not go to some people for anything.'
'Will he come to me?' asked Arkady, who, after standing in the distance for some time, had gone up to the arbour.
He tried to entice Mitya to come to him, but Mitya threw his head back and screamed, to Fenitchka's great confusion.
'Another day, when he's had time to get
