"Very well! You do not want it?
Then there will be nothing! I'll squander it all! And there is nothing more for us to speak of.

Goodbye! I'll set out to work, you'll see! It will afford you joy.

Everything will go up in smoke!" Foma was calm, he spoke with confidence; it seemed to him that since he had thus decided, his godfather could not hinder him.

But Mayakin straightened himself in his chair and said, also plainly and calmly: "And do you know how I can deal with you ?" "As you like!" said Foma, with a wave of the hand.

"Well then.