Fyodor Dostoevsky,
The Idiot — Part I/Chapter I
(1913<!--year of translation-->)
“ I was in a high fever when I got to Pskoff, and by nightfall I was lying delirious in the streets somewhere or other!""Oho! we'll make Nastasia Philipovna sing another song now!" giggled Lebedeff, rubbing his hands with glee. "Hey, my boy, we'll get her some proper earrings now! We'll get her such earrings that—""Look here," cried Rogojin, seizing him fiercely by the arm, "look here, if you so much as name Nastasia Philipovna again, I'll tan your hide as sure as you sit there!""Aha! do—by all means! if you tan my hide you won't turn me away from your society. ”
