Hush!...' was all Kitty answered as she sat softly rocking herself and tenderly pressing the little plump arm, which looked as if a thread had been tied round the wrist, and was still feebly waving while Mitya kept shutting and opening his eyes.
¡Chist! –repuso Kitty, meciéndose suavemente y oprimiendo con cariño la manecita regordeta –que parecía atada con un hilo a la muñeca–, que Mitia movía sin cesar, abriendo y cerrando los ojos.