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This called forth in him an aversion for the old man He could not reconcile his feelings and , perplexed , he smiled . `` Well , I have just been at Shchurov 's , '' he said , coming to Mayakin and seating himself by the table . Mayakin , in a greasy morning-gown , a counting-board in his hand , began to move about in his leather-covered arm-chair impatiently , and said with animation : `` Pour out some tea for him , Lubava ! Tell me , Foma , I must be in the City Council at nine o'clock ; tell me all about it , make haste ! '' Smiling , Foma related to him how Shchurov suggested to rewrite the notes . `` Eh ! '' exclaimed Yakov Tarasovich regretfully , with a shake of the head .