Tragg Metisson was waiting. He waited impatiently, with difficulty concealing his nervousness from those around him. “Now,” he thought. “Now they will tell me that Tommasina Reading has died tragically.” Tragg sighed: “Hurry. personally," he hurriedly approached the mirror and for a moment imagined the policeman saying in a low, mournful voice: "We have to tell you very difficult news, Tommasina Reading died two hours ago. We are sorry for your loss," presenting this picture, Tragg's face broke into a satisfied smile, he caught his expression in the mirror and frowned. "What a smile? My face and eyes should be filled with pain and suffering!" He made a mournful face,...