The most beautiful day of his life was ruined, he badly needed a memory to warm and strengthen themselves in, he got it yet!
Eight days later, before even the laurel wreath withered, he had entered into a completely different temple than the promoter opened for him, he was employed as a chemist at a porcelain factory – he was a worker. The first day I felt something heavy to blow 7 walk in through the big gate, which opened only on production of a brand, along with these silent suspicious people.
Lots of people he came into contact, but there could never be any circumstance, because it lacked one another’s circumstances. Principal was rich and uneducated, because he felt him both inferior and superior, but it could never be something decidedly.
The gentlemen in the office were good people enough, but they flattered him and lamented him, and the latter was humiliating. They asked so often “how the UN could be in a dirty blouse and cook rubbish, when you were a doctor and gentleman!” And it was just that he would not tell them. He tried during his break walking on the locked factory farm to talk to any worker, he was met always with 91 confidence, he was also wearing her blouse, revealed the white hands dove among the jackdaws. Then he felt the accident by wearing a name!