Book: Town Nemukhin



He appeared suddenly. But the Physician-Pharmacist still managed to come up with an interesting plan: close all the Windows and silent, and when he comes closer, put a poster: "we're fine". And when will approach even closer - a second poster: "We are perfectly asleep." Even closer is the third: "Zabotkina - success", a little bit closer - shout in turn, that all things are good and he is bad. In General, the plan failed, but not immediately, because the Great Envious at first pretended to be pious, as always, when he was in danger.
- Little did I pharmacists, he said as if to himself, but loud enough to be heard in the house. One ran away - God bless him! Let them rest, the more he knows that by the first of July of miracles at my disposal.
Petya put in the window the first poster.
- Well, what? Very glad, - said the Great Envious. And I'm fine.
Petya put up a second poster - "We are perfectly asleep," and the Great Envious look a little pale. As you know, perfectly asleep, those who have a clear conscience, and clean of conscience in any case, envy is. He closed his eyes, not to read the third poster, but out of curiosity still opened them and clutched at his heart.
- Here is how? Have Zabotkina - success? he asked, smiling cheerfully. - And should I care? By the way, I would like to talk to you, Doctor-Pharmacist. How do you do? How are you?
- Yes, success! - gathered the courage, cried the Physician-Pharmacist. - It is necessary to read Newspapers! For "portrait of the wife" he received a Gold Medal. Wait a thousand years, and people will still look at his picture. By the way, he never thought to die.
- Here is how?
- Yes-S. Yesterday, bathed. Dives like a fish! Jealous?
Great Envious embarrassed smiled: - not at all!
- Happy lot! - cried the Tailor, - I, for example, in love and getting married. Jealous?
Your miracles nobody wants! We have our own cleaner!
- All the better!
- The companions heard? Recently launched the fourth, to Mars! Jealous? Got fat, you rascal!
And they excitedly began to shout to him that all is well and will, no doubt, better and better. And as he was a Great Undesirable Good to Anyone and was jealous of anyone who was happy with his fate, envy, which was full of his heart, spilled out with such force that he felt its bitterness in his mouth.
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Sometimes he was afraid that jealousy will take place - after all, except envy, in his heart there was only boredom, and boredom a short time and die. Sometimes tried to comfort myself: "You wanted to be great and was, he told himself. - No one is jealous more than you. You're A Great Hater. You're A Great Undesirable No Good To Anyone".
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"I'm confused, he thought in an hour, fearing and turning cold. - I was in danger. Here's what to do first: think about yourself. It's refreshing".
He always found it difficult to think about yourself and the main thing - not interested. Still, he thought, "No, Physician-Pharmacist will not dare to prepare the medicine without my permission. Because he knows that by the first of July I manage wonders. And Zabotkin die."
Smiling, the Great Envious rubbed his long white hands.
"Yes, but it belongs to the Palace of fine Arts. A brass band will play on his coffin a funeral March, and not an hour or two, but a whole day or maybe day. The most respected people in the city", he thought with despair, feeling as jealousy wakes in the heart, will be replaced in the honor guard at the tomb".
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I'm intrigue, ha-ha. for Example, I wear a kerchief and went up to him, you know, like the woman brought them to the mushrooms. And you hide under mushrooms. You can do it. They will be buying, and you - again! And ha-ha!
- And the nose?
- Well, we women can be such nose. Or else, throw on the house network, so they all got caught, and then remove the turns of a Doctor-Apothecary, a Horse and Petka.
Great Envious frowned: he did not like fools.
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In the office there were a lot of books: twenty-four of the collected works of most famous writers, Russian and foreign. The books were on the shelves in beautiful bindings, and they were reproachful look - because the book get angry when they don't read.
- You love to read, my dear?
Of course, Peter loved to read. And not only read, but to tell. Senior Advisor, lucky - he's been looking for someone who would read all twenty-four works, and then told him briefly of their contents. He put Petya in a comfortable chair and gave him "the Three Musketeers". Petka read the page, other things, and forgot about everything.
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He was delighted, but not really, because you don't really believe it.
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