Tuesday 22nd of January 2008

Written by Mat Cuts

comedian did not renounce from his monkeys and on the slope of life already, projecting its coat of arms, which unknown why by it was required, depicted in it its tailed friends, watched otchiy house. This house was located in the shumneyshem commercial block in the center of Paris, not far from the new bridge.

^{This house managed and in this house lived and dealt court oboyshchik and upholsterer, Jean- cambric father.}

In the course of time oboyshchik attained one additional title- valet of his majesty of the king of France. And this title not only with the honor it bore, but also he hereditary fastened to its eldest son by Jean- cambric. Walked slushok, that Jean- cambric the father, besides the trade in armchairs and in wall-papers, dealt with the return of money on loan for the decent percentages. I see in this nothing prejudicial for the commercial person.

But evil the languages they asserted that supposedly the Poklen- father somewhat salted too much in the sense percentages and that allegedly dramatist Moliere, when was described the contrary skinflint Of arpagona, derived in it his native father.

However, Arpagon this was that same, which to one of its clients attempted on account money to foist any junk the, including well-packed by hay effigy of crocodile, which, in the opinion Arpagona, could be hung up to the ceiling in the form of adornment. _{I do not want to believe to these empty tales.} Dramatist Moliere did not defame the memory of his father, and I am not intended to defame it. the Poklen- father it was presently by trader, visible and respected by the representative of its honorable shop. ^{O " it dealt, and above the entrance into the simian bench fluttered honest flag with the image all of the same monkey.} In the darkish ground floor, in the bench, it smelled of paint and fur, in the cashbox the coins tinkled, and people the whole day here strove, in order to select carpets and wall-papers. And dispatch to the Poklenu- father and the bourgeois and aristocrats. But in the workshop, by the windows of that left to the court, by posts stood fatty dust, chairs were pile upd, were dragged along the pieces of furniturovogo tree, the trimmings of the skin and material, and in this chaos they were conveyed, knocked by hammers, cut by scissors the poklenovskie masters and apprentice. In the rooms of the second floor, it is higher than the flag, reigned mother. There was heard her constant tussiculation and noise of her grodenaplevykh skirts. Maria Poklen was well-off woman. _{At its cabinets the expensive dresses lay and the pieces Florentine material, linen from the finest fabric, in the chests of drawers were stored by necklace, bracelets with the diamonds, pearls, rings with the emeralds, gold hours and expensive table silver.} Praying, Maria it sorted out mother-of-pearl rosary . It read bible and even, what I little believe, Greek author .