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“If we can manage it, Konstantin Dmitrievitch,” said the bailiff. “Why ever shouldn’t you manage it?” “We positively must have another fifteen laborers. And they don’t turn up. There were some here today asking seventy roubles for the summer.” Levin was silent. Again he was brought face to face with that opposing force. He knew that however much they tried, they could not hire more than forty–thirty-seven perhaps or thirty-eight– laborers for a reasonable sum. Some forty had been taken on, and there were no more. But still he could not help struggling against it.