“...According to the law of meanness, it was not Svetka who jumped out first onto the stairs, but her neighbor - a mischievous grandmother with the habits of a dowager empress, deeply offended by life and the reigning heir, and began to yell at me like a victim. “Sorry,” I said, trying to peacefully calm the old woman down. But she continued to spew poison at me, at Svetka, who, such an infection, never opened the door, at our entire generation as a whole. - Now take a rag and wash the stairs, you scoundrel! Not only did you leave the poor animal without food and water, but you also shit in the entrance! - Me?! What are you saying? It’s your crazy cat that shits everywhere and throws itself at the feet of normal people! I won't wash anything for you! In general, it is illegal to keep animals in stairwells! They are intended for someone else! – For someone else?! For another?! - the old witch was angry. - Oh, you bastard, oh you... dirty! I'll show you! I’ll arrange this for you, it won’t seem too bad! She would attack me with her fists...”