Suspecting nothing of the mental anguish of her dearest husband, Irishka had breakfast with appetite and, accompanied by a necromashka exhausted by a long wait, went in search of the owner of Moreno Castle.

“You just can’t imagine what a pleasure it is to sit on the windowsill, dangling your legs over the water and fishing from the window!”

- And you become to be representing.

- The master promised to teach me. Here!

-- Very interesting.

“I think you are unhappy about something.

- Nothing seems to you, - arguing, the ladies did not notice how they managed to reach the gallery on the first floor. Irishka even stopped...