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On the way back they went in Filippov 's , and had cakes sprinkled with poppy-seeds . The Laptevs had dinner between two and three . Pyotr handed the dishes . This Pyotr waited on the family , and by day ran to the post , to the warehouse , to the law courts for Kostya ; he spent his evenings making cigarettes , ran to open the door at night , and before five o'clock in the morning was up lighting the stoves , and no one knew where he slept . He was very fond of opening seltzer-water bottles and did it easily , without a bang and without spilling a drop . `` With God 's blessing , '' said Kostya , drinking off a glass of vodka before the soup . At first Yulia Sergeyevna did not like Kostya ; his bass voice , his phrases such as `` Landed him one on the beak , '' `` filth , '' `` produce the samovar , '' etc. , his habit of clinking glasses and making sentimental speeches , seemed to her trivial .