Katarynka

II.

During these times, he shaved his mustache and grew favorites. He always spoke respectfully about women, and showed great understanding towards their shortcomings.Expecting nothing from the world, because he had already abandoned practice, the patron directed his calm feeling towards art. A beautiful picture, a good concert, a new theatrical performance seemed to be verbal poles on the path of his life. It did not ignite, it did not hover, but - it tasted.At concerts, he chose places far from the stage in order to listen to music without hearing noises and seeing no artists. When he went to the theater, he first became acquainted with a drama in order to follow the actors' performances without feverish curiosity. He watched the pictures when there were the least viewers and spent hours in the gallery.If he liked something, he would say:- You know, it's not pretty at all.He was one of the few who know talent first. But he never condemned mediocre works.- Wait, maybe it will still be done! - he said when others were rebuking the artist.And so he was always indulgent to human imperfection, and did not talk about vices.Unfortunately, no mortal is immune from some weirdness, and youTomasz also had his own. Here he hated organ growers and organ grinders.When the attorney heard an organ grinder on the street, he quickened his pace and lost his mood for a few hours. He, a calm man - he lit up, when he was quiet - he screamed, and when he was gentle - he got angry at the first sound of the organ-grinder sounds.He made no secret of his weakness, he even explained himself."Music," he said, excitedly, "is the most subtle body of the spirit, and in the organ grinder this spirit turns into a machine and a tool of robbery." Because organ growers are just robbers!- Anyway - he added - the organ grind annoys me, and I have only one life, which I do not want to waste listening to disgusting music.Someone malicious, knowing about the patron's disgust with the playing machines, invented an unsavory joke - and ... sent two organ growers to his windows. Mr. Tomasz fell ill with anger, and then, discovering the perpetrator, challenged him to a duel.Until a court of honor had to be called to prevent bloodshed for a seemingly small thing.The house in which the patron lived changed hands several times. It is understood that each new owner considered it an obligation to increase the rent to all, and first to Mr. Tomasz. The patron with the resignation paid the raise, but under the condition clearly stipulated in the contract that organ grinders would not play at home.Regardless of the contractual reservations, Mr. Tomasz called every new watchman to him and conducted a more or less conversation with him:- Listen well, lover ... And what's your name? ...- Kazimierz, sir.- Listen, Kazimierz! How many times I come home late and you open the gate for me, I'll give you twenty cents. Understand?...- I understand, sir.- Besides, you will be charging me ten zlotys a month, but you know for what? ..."I cannot know, my lord," replied the touched guardian.- For never letting the organ grinders in the yard. Understand?...- I understand, my lord.