"Two sacks, not empty, but filled with oats; and you've forgotten the sow.""Kiss your sow; and if you don't like that, then go to the Evil One!""Oh, get angry now, do! See here; they'll stick your tongue full of red-hot needles in the other world for such godless words.After a conversation with you, one has to wash one's face and hands and fumigate one's self.""Excuse me, Ivan Ivanovitch; my gun is a choice thing, a most curious thing; and besides, it is a very agreeable decoration in a room.""You go on like a fool about that gun of yours, Ivan Nikiforovitch,"said Ivan Ivanovitch with vexation; for he was beginning to be really angry.
"And you, Ivan Ivanovitch, are a regular goose!"If Ivan Nikiforovitch had not uttered that word they would not have quarrelled, but would have parted friends as usual; but now things took quite another turn.Ivan Ivanovitch flew into a rage.
"What was that you said, Ivan Nikiforovitch?" he said, raising his voice.
"I said you were like a goose, Ivan Ivanovitch!""How dare you, sir, forgetful of decency and the respect due to a man's rank and family, insult him with such a disgraceful name!""What is there disgraceful about it? And why are you flourishing your hands so, Ivan Ivanovitch?""How dared you, I repeat, in disregard of all decency, call me a goose?""I spit on your head, Ivan Ivanovitch! What are you screeching about?"Ivan Ivanovitch could no longer control himself.His lips quivered;his mouth lost its usual V shape, and became like the letter O; he glared so that he was terrible to look at.This very rarely happened with Ivan Ivanovitch: it was necessary that he should be extremely angry at first.
"Then, I declare to you," exclaimed Ivan Ivanovitch, "that I will no longer know you!""A great pity! By Heaven, I shall never weep on that account!"retorted Ivan Nikiforovitch.He lied, by Heaven, he lied! for it was very annoying to him.
"I will never put my foot inside your house gain!""Oho, ho!" said Ivan Nikiforovitch, vexed, yet not knowing himself what to do, and rising to his feet, contrary to his custom."Hey, there, woman, boy!" Thereupon there appeared at the door the same fat woman and the small boy, now enveloped in a long and wide coat."Take Ivan Ivanovitch by the arms and lead him to the door!""What! a nobleman?" shouted Ivan Ivanovitch with a feeling of vexation and dignity."Just do it if you dare! Come on! I'll annihilate you and your stupid master.The crows won't be able to find your bones." Ivan Ivanovitch spoke with uncommon force when his spirit was up.
The group presented a striking picture: Ivan Nikiforovitch standing in the middle of the room; the woman with her mouth wide open and a senseless, terrified look on her face, and Ivan Ivanovitch with uplifted hand, as the Roman tribunes are depicted.This was a magnificent spectacle: and yet there was but one spectator; the boy in the ample coat, who stood quite quietly and picked his nose with his finger.
Finally Ivan Ivanovitch took his hat."You have behaved well, Ivan Nikiforovitch, extremely well! I shall remember it.""Go, Ivan Ivanovitch, go! and see that you don't come in my way: if you do, I'll beat your ugly face to a jelly, Ivan Ivanovitch!""Take that, Ivan Nikiforovitch!" retorted Ivan Ivanovitch, making an insulting gesture and banged the door, which squeaked and flew open again behind him.
Ivan Nikiforovitch appeared at it and wanted to add something more;but Ivan Ivanovitch did not glance back and hastened from the yard.
