«Out! Get this warthog out of my sight!»
The savagery of that outbreak amazed me. What is the matter? I worked at the dressing room. Purulent surgery, bandages, plaster… Sometimes I worked around the clock and had no aide. They appeared but could not bear, all those good-looking girls fainted or vomited.
«Choose an aide yourself. Write to Nagorny camp, the doctor send her as a patient and I will make the paperwork,» . I did just that. I chose Mashka Simakova, there were no more diligent, conscientious and clever machine operator in the mine … but perhaps no uglier either. She was snub-nosed, with knocked out front teeth, no eyebrows and little mousy hair, but gentle, enduring and neat. She arrived on Saturday and until Monday we worked out well. At last I could stop sweating guts out! But Goodness, what happened when Kuznetsov saw my aide! That stallion expected me to find a pretty girl who, in gratitude for being saved from the mine, would not be too strict.
That same day I was alone again. Kuznetsov however ate dirt. «Take the one that suits you. But the patients should not get scared of her.»