Now I like the following: I'll return to town and will see to it that you are declared insane, and put into a lunatic asylum." "Can this be done ?" asked Foma, distrustfully, but with a tone of fright in his voice.
"We can do everything, my dear." Foma lowered his head, and casting a furtive glance at his godfather's face, shuddered, thinking: "He'll do it; he won't spare me." "If you play the fool seriously I must also deal with you seriously.
I promised your father to make a man of you, and I will do it; if you cannot stand on your feet, I'll put you in irons.

Then you will stand.
Though I know all these holy words of yours are but ugly caprices that come from excessive drinking.

But if you do not give that up, if you keep on behaving indecently, if you ruin, out of wantonness, the property accumulated by your father, I'll cover you all up.

I'll have a bell forged over you.

It is very inconvenient to fool with me." Mayakin spoke gently.