"Imagine on a minute, - appealed to us butt Ends, - that you came in a theatre to play a large role. In a half hour is beginning of theatrical. For you in private much shallow caring and troubles. There is disorder in an apartment. A domestic thief was led. He stole Your overcoat and new coat pair recently. Now you too in an alarm, because, прейдя in a dressing-room, noticed that a home the key stayed at from a table, where money is kept. Well, as they will be stolen. And tomorrow is a term payment for an apartment. Exceeding a time limit is impossible, because Your relationships with a hostess to the last degree are strained. And here yet letter from home - a father is sick. It torments you: firstly, because you love him, and secondly, because, happen to him anything, you are deprived material support, and a salary in a theatre is little. But more unpleasant than all bad attitude toward you actors and the authority. Comrades every now and again lift you on a laughter, present to you unpleasant surprises during a theatrical: both intentionally will skip a necessary remark, or unexpectedly will change staging or will whisper during an action anything offensive or improper. And you are a man shy, lost, but it to them and it is needed, it amuses them. They love from a boredom and for the sake of fun to think of funny numbers".