- Stupid, my love! Mr Tomasz said kindly to him.Come on, go to work - he added.The butler and the watchman left, and the attorney noticed that his faithful servant was whispering something to his companion and pointing his finger at his forehead ...Mr. Tomasz smiled and, as if to ascertain the gloomy guesses of Famulus, threw a ten for the organ.Then he took the calendar, looked for a list of doctors and wrote down the addresses of several ophthalmologists on a piece of paper. And since the organ grinder now turned to his window and began to stamp and boo even louder for his ten, which already cruelly irritated the patron, so having taken the sheet with the doctors' addresses, he left purring:"Poor child! ... I should have taken care of him for a long time ..."
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Katarynka
Short StoryTomasz is a stable and orderly man. He doesn't like surprises. He has arranged the apartment so perfectly that it resembles an art gallery. He is content with his life, as long as nothing disturbs him, especially not the monstrous fumbling of organ...
