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.