"Do not dare to speak to me! I am not drunk.

I am soberer than any one of you here! Do you understand ?" "But wait awhile, my boy.

Who invited you here ?" asked Kononov, reddening with offence.
"I brought him!" rang out Mayakin's voice.
"Ah! Well, then, of course.

Excuse me, Foma Ignatyevich.

But as you brought him, Yakov, you ought to subdue him.