The Barn

6

Of course, Yazep went to where he had once met with Rita. When he was not yet the owner of Mosses, he did not shave his beard. In the hollow of the oak, in which they left notes for each other, squirrels now settled, and Yazep had neither paper nor ink with him. Then the young man cleared the leaves of the streets of the earth and drew a heart on it with that splinter from the windowsill that stuck out of his hand like a dagger.

Rita wrote to him in verse that she was sure - he loves her more than chickens and cows, but asks to prove that love for dogs does not overshadow feelings for her. And he painted her hearts and angels, which he never did for dogs.

With that he left, and the drawn heart made several beats and exploded into a mole.

Yazep knocked on the pharmacist's door and entered. Nothing has changed since his last visit. No, the stuffed crocodile disappeared. Its place was a gaping open wound in a room full of exotic junk.

- Yazep, you? - The pharmacist was not himself, intoxicated by the fumes from the retort, which he kept on fire, but he recognized the guest. - I don't buy roosters anymore. The basilisk idea is wrong. Now I'm busy with inner alchemy, growing a philosopher's stone in a kidney.

- It's a pity, because I brought you the carcass of a rooster that drove out the devils.

- You were engaged in distilling devils and used a rooster as a catalyst? Yazep, everyone strives to talk to me about alchemy, but only in your speech did the meaning dawn! So did you manage to get the sulfur?

- No, just a piece of the windowsill.

- And you become a real alchemist! I'll buy a rooster! Perhaps he will give me the gold s**t.

Yazep scratched the back of his head.

- He's yours. But help me with my trouble too!

Here Yazep recounted the events of the previous night, which had fused him with a piece of the window sill.

Now it was Altius's turn (that was the name of the pharmacist) to scratch his head.

- Do you really need your right hand? I would buy it too.

- I'm used to her.

- It's a pity. I am ashamed to offer you such an anti-scientific method, but maybe the holy water will dissolve the devil's saliva and the chip will fall off? Are you excommunicated yet?

- No. What happened to the stuffed crocodile?

- It came to life and went through the fireplace, - the pharmacist answered gloomily.

Yazep thanked Altius for the advice and headed to the church, hoping not to meet his father-in-law there.