Having appeared in next (or the first?) Time on kitchen, Eugene has driven an impudent cat from knees which, dissatisfied with
such impudence from outside mistresses, has snapped and has for some reason snatched for She's foot though it has not made
concerning its any illegal actions, for what quite has deservedly received a kick under back the forged boot and has taken off
for a corridor, with insult mewing and having left after itself a scattering of fleas, ants and a couple of the small scorpions who
have instantly run up and rasprygavshihsja on dark corners. In the next time Eugene has accepted from She's hands a smoking
package and has thrown it in a bowl, having started up there water but after that to get to it on knees and to turn to a cat did not
become, and has opened an oven of a gas cooker which theoretically should not work last five years because of breakage of
gas pipelines, and, considering so often described art and few fiction a habit of all chronic intellectuals in the fifth knee
completelySheShe to drink bitter, shirjatsja drugs in own toilet, to conduct a chaotic sexual life and categorically not to wash
ware, dumping it in a bowl, where that became covered by the big fluffy cap of a mould and otrezvljajushche ozonized air,
clearing up inconceivable creative possibilities this kitchen subject should duly decay from a dirt, grow a web and shelter a
plentiful brood of mice. Anything such, however, was not, and any house living creatures there has not lodged, and there was in
it the various meal, which smell Maxim has scented just now, and these aromas have caused in it a strong attack of a nausea,
but, of course, not physiological when from a stomach the hot and sour wave of the semidigested food rises and you absolutely
lose the control over the organism and come more or less to norm only after all that you with such appetite and persistence
pushed in yourself, chewed, swallowed, there was on someone's knees or, at the best, on a floor, and it to it did not threaten in
no way in view of long-term emptiness in a stomach, and a nausea existential, when an organism, mentality tear away all
LebensWelt, squeezing in you through sense organs, through thoughts, memoirs, books, conversations, work, dreams, that is all
that is called life and from which there is no rescue, As the thought on suicide initiates same plentiful, with blood and gastric juice
vomiting. Eugene, without having paid attention to the turned pale Maxim, began to expose on a small table numerous pots,
plates, frying pans, pans, samovars, banks, teapots, flasks, beakers, trays and other ware used in chemical manufacture and
which name the visitor did not know. All it has been corked, closed, rolled up, stopped up by stoppers, covers which the mistress
dexterously opened, letting out in kitchen atmosphere new portions of edible smells, and also multi-coloured steams pulled out
from capacities and water fountains.