"The idealist carp", like many other tales of Saltykov-Shchedrin, has a social orientation. The image of the hero of the fairy tale reflected not only the opinion of the author himself, but also of all the advanced intelligentsia of that time, who believed that universal happiness was not a utopia, but a really attainable state of social order. The idealist crucian was intended to be published in the March issue of Otechestvennye zapiski (1884). But, convinced of the impossibility of publishing the fairy tale in Russia, the writer sent it to Common Cause. It was there that Shchedrin's work "The idealist carp" was published for the first time. A summary of the tale in this article.
Ruff and crucian carp
Somehow a carp and a ruff argued. One believed that it is possible to live by the truth, and the second argued that one cannot live without deception. Crucian shouted that it was meanness. Buried in the silt, the crucian thought a lot and shared his thoughts with the ruff. They often argued. But the crucian carp usually started first, they say, the struggle will not lead to anything good and one must strive for the light. Ruff grinned, there probably won't be pikes? Crucian carp had never heard of pikes at all and was sure that all this was fiction. Ruff chuckled contemptuously and swam away.
When they met, the crucian carp started up his favorite song about the triumph of good. He was sure that bad deeds would sooner or later be put to shame. As an example, he cited the methods of fishing - from fishing with a hook, they switch to fishing rods and seines. Ruff was sure that it made no difference what method to please in the ear. And the crucian did not hear anything about the fish soup either. And the ruff angrily walked away.
Invitation to a dispute
We continue the retelling of "Carp the idealist", summary fairy tales, with news of the pike. Once the ruff brought the news that a pike had appeared, and it would be time for the crucian carp to pick up their feathers, so that it would be more convenient for her to swallow it. The crucian carp was outraged, they say, there is no such guilt behind him, for which one could be so punished. The crucian dreamed of harmony and peace between fish. Ruff jerked at such words. A chub heard them somehow. And the ruff got angry and swam away, grumbling that everyone has their own food - crucians eat shells, and pikes eat crucians.
The crucian thought over the words of the ruff. And I realized that shells are designed to feed on nature itself. And if he meets a pike, he will ask about virtue, which, they say, is not good for fish to eat other fish. So the crucian reasoned until the chub sailed to him and invited him to a dispute with the pike. The crucian was not frightened - after all, he knew an important, almost magic word, which he would make a crucian out of a pike.
Meeting with a pike
We conclude the summary of the "Idealist Carp" with a meeting of pike and carp. He began to tell her about the equality of fish. The pike was sincerely surprised - you definitely won't be full of shells and worms. She didn’t like such a division of labor: whoever is better, that’s the stronger, and the weak, therefore, will be fed from their labors? Most of all, the pike got angry that in this situation, she also needed to work. As soon as the pike fell silent, the bigheads surrounded the crucian and took them into custody. But the restless crucian carp again came to the dispute in the evening, and the pike let him say a word. The crucian carp splashed its tail with joy and proclaimed - does she, the pike, know what virtue is? The pike opened its mouth in surprise, and along with a sip of water, the crucian accidentally swallowed it. Everyone has their own truth. Ruff, who foresaw everything, just said: "Here they are, what are the disputes!"
There was a dispute between the crucian carp and the ruff. Ruff argued that you can't live your whole life and not cheat.
Carp is an idealist the main character story. Lives in a quiet place and conducts discussions about the fact that fish cannot eat each other. I have never heard about the fact that fish soup is cooked from carp. His main desire was: agreement between fish. But, at the same time, he calmly ate shells, beetles and worms. I have never seen a terrible pike, but I held talks about peace between fish.
Ruff is a fish that has gone through many troubles, considers the crucian carp "out of this world", but loves to talk to him, sometimes, even comes to the idea, but what if the crucian carp is right? He is annoyed by the simplicity and inexperience of the crucian carp, which "has never seen a pike."
Free sayings are pronounced by him without fear.
Conversations reach the point that the crucian does not understand: why are their kind eaten?
And the ruff is interested, why are you eating shells? Why are you executed?
He believed that carp should not be eaten. And the ruff is interested in: "Where have your relatives gone, who ended up in the seine?" To which the crucian replied: "Maybe they live and do not grieve on the monastery food!"
The crucian carp wanted to issue a law that small food would be enough for all fish: worms, spiders.
The crucian carp was sprayed more and more and speeches reached the top. A log has come, and invites the crucian carp to arrive at the appointed place, where tomorrow the pike will come to listen to him. Crucian carp was not frightened, but even delighted, hoping to see the fish and say "magic words"! The first meeting began with the fact that the crucian wanted all the fish to be happy! Swam freely. That no one will eat anyone. The rich and the poor will equalize.
And what will I work? - asked the pike.
He replied: "Like everyone else!" I didn’t like the pike, ordered to sleep it off and come to dinner. But he did not understand and again his own. On that pike said he was a rebel. And she looked at him expressively that the crucian understood that he would eat it now, but she was obviously full and yawned and swam away.
The third time, the crucian carp came to the pike, damaged: with a bitten tail and back, carried away by a perch.
He cheered himself up with a magic word.
Get started! - said the pike.
- Do you know the word "virtue"? He said ardently.
Opening her mouth in surprise, without planning to swallow, ate the "idealist"!
- How did you have lunch? Good luck! - said the fish, coming to their senses.
This is what disputes lead to! - said Ruff solemnly.
The work includes discussions between liberals and socialists (emphasizing the connection between Christianity and idealists - representatives of the intelligentsia).
Picture or drawing Carp idealist
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Crucian idealist
The idealist crucian is the hero of the fairy tale of the same name. Living in a quiet backwater, he is complacent and cherishes dreams of the triumph of good over evil and even of the opportunity to reason with the Pike (which I never saw before) that she has no right to eat others. He eats seashells, justifying himself by the fact that they "climb into their mouths" and they have "not a soul, but steam." Presenting himself to Pike with his speeches, for the first time he was released with the advice: "Go sleep it off!" In the second, he was suspected of "sicism" and was pretty much bitten during interrogation by Okun, and the third time Pike was so surprised at his exclamation: "Do you know what virtue is?" - that she opened her mouth and almost involuntarily swallowed her interlocutor.
The image of Karas grotesquely captures the features of modern liberalism for the writer. Ruff is also a character in this tale. He looks at the world with bitter sobriety, seeing strife and savagery everywhere. Over the reasoning, Karas mocks, accusing him of complete ignorance of life and inconsistency (Karas is outraged by the Pike, but he himself eats shells). However, he admits that “after all, you can talk to him alone,” and at times even slightly hesitates in his skepticism, until the tragic outcome of the “dispute” between Karas and Shchuk confirms his innocence.
M.E.Saltykov-Shchedrin
Crucian idealist
The idealist crucian is the hero of the fairy tale of the same name. Living in a quiet backwater, he is complacent and cherishes dreams of the triumph of good over evil, and even of the opportunity to reason with Pike (which I never saw before) that she has no right to eat others. He eats seashells, justifying himself by the fact that they "climb into their mouths" and they have "not a soul, but steam." Presenting himself to Pike with his speeches, for the first time he was released with the advice: "Go sleep it off!" In the second, he was suspected of "sicism" and was badly bitten during interrogation by Okun, and in the third
Once Pike was so surprised at his exclamation: "Do you know what virtue is?" - that she opened her mouth and almost involuntarily swallowed her interlocutor.
The image of Karas grotesquely captures the features of modern liberalism for the writer. Ruff is also a character in this tale. He looks at the world with bitter sobriety, seeing strife and savagery everywhere. Carp mocks over the reasoning, accusing him of complete ignorance of life and inconsistency (Carp is outraged by the Pike, but he himself eats shells). However, he admits that “after all, you can talk to him alone if you like,” and at times even slightly wavers in his skepticism, until the tragic outcome of the “dispute” between Karas and Shchuk confirms his innocence.
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Summary of the idealist carp Saltykov-Shchedrin
This is a story for high school students and adults, in which, with irony, the author discusses important and topical issues. Karas and Ruff loved to philosophize. Karas was an optimist and believed in the kindness of the world around him. And Ruff was skeptical about everything. But one day Pike enters their conversation.
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Crucian carp argued with a ruff. Karas said that one can live in the world by truth alone, and the ruff argued that one cannot do without it, so as not to deceive. It is not known what exactly the ruff meant by the expression "to deceive", but only every time he uttered these words, the crucian exclaimed in indignation:
But this is meanness!
To which the ruff objected:
You will see!
Crucian carp is a meek fish and tends to idealism: it's not for nothing that the monks love him. He lies more at the very bottom of a river backwater (where it is quieter) or a pond, buried in silt, and selects from there microscopic shells for his food. Well, naturally, he will lie down, lie down, but he will invent something. Sometimes even very free. But since the crucians do not represent their thoughts in the censorship, nor are they registered in the police station, no one suspects them of political unreliability. If sometimes we see that from time to time a round-up is arranged for crucians, then it is not at all for free-thinking, but for the fact that they are tasty.
They catch crucian carp, mainly, with a net or seine; but for the catch to be successful, you must have skill. Experienced fishermen choose the time for this now after the rain, when the water is cloudy, and then, starting up the seine, they begin to slap the water with a rope, sticks and generally make noise. Hearing the noise and thinking that it heralds the triumph of free ideas, the crucian carp takes off from the bottom and begins to inquire whether it is possible for him to somehow get used to the celebration. It was then that he falls into the multitude in a motnya, so that later he becomes a victim of human gluttony. For, I repeat, crucians are such a delicious dish (especially fried in sour cream) that the leaders of the nobility willingly treat them even to the governors.
As for the ruffs, this is a fish already touched by skepticism and, moreover, prickly. When cooked in the ear, it produces an incomparable broth.
How it happened that the crucian carp came together with a ruff, I do not know; I only know that once, having met, they immediately began to argue. They argued once, argued another, and then they got into the taste, they began to make appointments to each other. They will float down somewhere under a water burdock and start talking clever speeches. And the white-belly roach frolics around them and gains wisdom.
The carp was always the first to bully.
I do not believe, - he said, - that struggle and quarrels were a normal law, under the influence of which everything living on earth is supposedly destined to develop. I believe in bloodless success, I believe in harmony and I am deeply convinced that happiness is not an idle fantasy of dreamy minds, but sooner or later it will become a common property!
Wait! - the ruff sarcastically.
Ruff argued abruptly and uneasily. This is a nervous fish, which, apparently, remembers many grievances. Her heart was boiling ... ah, boiling! It hasn't come to hatred yet, but there is no trace of faith and naivety. Instead of living peacefully, she sees strife everywhere; instead of progress, there is general wildness. And he argues that those who have a claim to live should take all this into account. Karas considers him "blessed", although at the same time he realizes that only he can "take the soul away" with him.
And I will wait! - answered the crucian carp, - and I'm not alone, everyone will wait. The darkness in which we swim is the product of a bitter historical accident; but since now, thanks to the latest research, it is possible to disassemble this accident by the bones, then the reasons that gave rise to it can no longer be considered irreparable. Darkness is an accomplished fact, and light is a desired future. And there will be light, there will be!
So, in your opinion, the time will come when there will be no pikes?
What kind of pikes? - the crucian carp was surprised, which was so naive that when they said in front of him: “That’s why the pike is in the sea, so that the crucian doesn’t doze,” he thought it was something like those nyx and mermaids with which small children are frightened, and , of course, was not afraid of a crumb.
Oh, you fofan, fofan! You want to solve world problems, but you have no idea about pikes!
Ruff contemptuously wiggled his swimming feathers and swam away; but, after a short time, the interlocutors again floated somewhere in a secluded place (it was boring in the water) and again began to debate.
In life, good plays a leading role, - the crucian rant, - evil - this is so, it was admitted by misunderstanding, but the main vital force still closes in good.
Keep your pocket!
Ah, ruff, what incongruous expressions you use! "Keep your pocket"! Is this the answer?
You really shouldn't answer at all. You stupid - that's the whole story for you!
No, listen to what I tell you. History testifies to this that evil has never been a generating force. Evil choked, crushed, devastated, betrayed the sword and fire, and only good was the generating force. It rushed to the aid of the oppressed, it freed one from chains and fetters, it awakened fruitful feelings in the hearts, it gave way to the hovering mind. If it were not for this truly creative factor of life, there would be no history. Because, in essence, what is history? History is a tale of liberation, it is a story about the triumph of good and reason over evil and madness.
And you, apparently, know for certain that evil and madness are put to shame? - the ruff teased.
They are not yet ashamed, but they will be ashamed - I tell you this correctly. And again I will refer to history. Compare what was once with what is, and you will easily agree that not only the external devices of evil have softened, but its very amount has noticeably decreased. Take at least our fish breed. Previously, we were caught at any time, and mainly during the "move", when we, like crazy, climb straight into the net ourselves; and now it is during the "move" that it is considered harmful to catch us. Before we, one might say, were exterminated in the most barbaric ways - in the Urals, they say, during the scarlet, the water stood red for many miles from fish blood, but now it's a Sabbath. Seines, yes, yes, yes - no more, no more! Yes, and this is still discussed in the committees: what seines? on what occasion? what subject?
And you, apparently, care about how to get into the ear?
What kind of ear? - the crucian carp was surprised.
Oh, take the dust! It's called Karasem, but I've never heard of the ear! After that, what right do you have to talk to me? Indeed, in order to lead disputes and defend opinions, it is necessary, at least, to get acquainted with the circumstances of the case in advance. What are you talking about, if you don't even know such a simple truth that every crucian carp has an ear in front of it? Scatter ... I will stab!
The ruff bristled, and the crucian quickly, as far as its clumsiness allowed, sank to the bottom. But a day later, friends-opponents again floated down and started a new conversation.
The other day, a pike has dropped in our backwater, - announced the ruff.
The one you mentioned the other day?
She. She swam, looked in, said: “It’s as if it’s too quiet here! Must be water carp here? " And with that she sailed away.
What am I to do now?
To be made - that's all. Well, as soon as she comes up and stares at you with her eyes, you need to pick up the scales and feathers more tightly, and go straight into her hilo!
Why am I going to climb? If I was to blame for something ...
You are stupid - that is your fault. Yes, and fat in addition. And the stupid and fat, and the law commands the pike to climb into the hailo!
There can be no such law! - the crucian carp was sincerely indignant. - And the pike has no right to swallow in vain, but must first demand an explanation. So I’ll explain to her, I’ll lay out the whole truth. The truth is, I’ll beat her up to the seventh sweat.
I told you that you were fofan, and now I will repeat the same: fofan! fofan! fofan!
Ruff was finally angry and gave himself his word for the future to refrain from any communication with the crucian carp. But after a few days, you see, the habit took its toll again.
If all the fish would agree with each other ... - the crucian carp mysteriously began.
But here the ruff itself was taken aback. “What is this fofan talking about? - thought to him, - look, he will break through, and here the golgotha is walking around nearby. Look, and his eyes to the side, as if it were not his business, squinted, but you know he listens. "
And you don't utter every word that comes to mind! - he persuaded the crucian carp, - there is nothing to open the mouth for: you can even whisper what you need to say.
I don’t want to whisper, ”the crucian carp continued calmly,“ but I say bluntly that if all the fish would agree among themselves, then ...
But here the ruff rudely interrupted his friend.
With you, apparently, having eaten peas, it is necessary to talk! - he shouted at the crucian carp and, sharpening his skis, swam away from him.
And it was annoying to him, and it was a pity for the crucian carp. Although he is stupid, you can still talk to him alone if you like. He will not blabber, he will not betray - in whom today you will find these qualities? These are weak times, such a time that one cannot rely on mother and father. Here is a roach, although one cannot directly say anything bad about it, but still, look, if you don't understand, he will blabber! And there is nothing to say about chubs, ides, tenches and other servants! We are ready to take the oath for the worm under the bells! Poor crucian carp! Not for a penny he will be lost between them!
Look at yourself, - he said to the crucian carp, - well, what kind of defense are you, not even one hour, can you imagine? Your belly is big, your head is small, not bending over for inventions, your mouth is funny. Even the scales on you are not serious. Neither the agility in you, nor the agility - as a goof is! Anyone who wants to come to you and eat!
But why am I, if I was not guilty? - the crucian carp still persisted.
Listen, you foolish breed! Do they eat "for what"? Do they eat because they want to execute? They eat because they want to eat - that's all. And you, tea, eat. It's not for nothing that you dig in the silt with your nose, but you catch shells. They, shells, want to live, and you, simpleton, stuff the mammon with them from morning to evening. Tell me: what kind of guilt have they made before you that you execute them every minute? Do you remember how you said the other day: "If only all the fish agreed with each other ..." And what if the shells agreed with each other - would it be sweet for you, a simpleton, then?
The question was so straightforward and so unpleasantly posed that the crucian was embarrassed and blushed slightly.
But shells - they are… ”he muttered, embarrassed.
Seashells are seashells, and crucians are crucians. Carp feast on shells, and pike eat carp. And the shells are innocent, and the crucians are not guilty, but both must answer. Think about it for a hundred years, but you can't invent anything else.
After these ruffled words, the crucian hid in the very depths of the mud and began to think at leisure. I thought and thought and, by the way, ate and ate shells. And the more he eats, the more you want. Finally, however, I thought of it.
I do not eat shells because they were to blame - you told the truth, - he explained to the ruff, - but because I eat them, these shells, by nature itself, were provided for me to eat.
Who told you this?
Nobody said, but I myself, by my own observation, got there. The shell does not have a soul, but steam; Eat her, but she doesn't understand. Yes, and it is designed in such a way that it is in no way impossible not to swallow it. Pull water with your snout, but in your goiter you already seemingly invisibly swarming with shells. I don't even catch them - they themselves climb into my mouth. Well, crucian carp is completely different. There are crucians, brother, from ten vershoks - so you still need to talk to such an old man before you eat him. It is necessary that he did a serious dirty trick - well, then, of course ...
This is how the pike will swallow you, then you will know what you need to do for this. Until then, it would be better to keep silent.
No, I will not remain silent. Although I haven't seen pikes since my birth, I can only judge from the stories that they are not deaf to the voice of truth. Have mercy, tell me: can such atrocity happen! The crucian carp lies, does not touch anyone, and suddenly, neither let nor bear for anything, it falls into the belly of the pike! I won't believe it in my life.
Freak! Why, just the other day, in front of you, the monk pulled two whole nets of your brother out of the pool from the creek ... What do you think: to admire, perhaps, he will be on the carp?
Do not know. Only this is still my grandmother said in half what happened to those crucians: they were eaten, but they were put in the planter. And they live there happily on the monastery bread!
Well, live, if so, and you, daredevil!
Days after days passed, and there was no end to the disputes of a crucian carp with a ruff. The place in which they lived was quiet, even slightly covered with green mold, the most favorable for disputes. Whatever you dabble about, whatever dreams you have, there is complete impunity. This encouraged the crucian carp to such an extent that with each session he increased the tone of his excursions to the empyrean realm more and more.
The fish need to love each other! - he spoke, - so that each is for all, and all for each - that's when real harmony will come true!
I wish I knew how you will drive up to the pike with your love! - ruff discouraged him.
I, brother, will drive up! - the crucian stood his ground, - I know such words that any pike will turn into a crucian in one minute!
Come on, tell me!
Yes, I’ll just ask: do you know, they say, a pike, what virtue is and what duties does it impose in relation to neighbors?
Dumbfounded, there is nothing to say! Do you want me to pierce your stomach with a needle for this very question?
Oh no! Be merciful, don't joke with that!
Only then, we fish, will realize our rights when we, from an early age, will be brought up in civic feelings!
Why did you need civil feelings?
Still ...
That's something "all the same." Civic feelings are only welcomed when there is open space in front of them. And what are you going to do with them, lying in the mud?
Not in mud, but in general ...
For example?
For example, a monk will want to cook me in the ear, and I will tell him: "Father, you have no right to subject me to such a terrible punishment without trial!"
And he told you, for rudeness, in a frying pan, or in ashes in a hot ... No, friend, to live in mud, so not civil, but idiot feelings must be had - this is true. Buried where thicker and shut up, idiot!
Fish should not eat fish, - the crucian carp raved in reality. - Nature has prepared a lot of delicious dishes for fish food. Shells, flies, worms, spiders, water fleas; finally, crayfish, snakes, frogs. And all this is good, everything is needed.
And for pikes, crucians are needed, - the ruff sobered him.
No, crucian carp dominates itself. If nature did not give him defensive means, like you, for example, then this means that a special law must be issued in terms of ensuring his personality!
And if that law will not be fulfilled?
Then it is necessary to publish the suggestion: it is better, they say, not to issue laws at all, if they do not follow them.
And will it be okay?
I believe that many will be ashamed.
I repeat: days passed by, and the crucian carp was delirious. Another would have been given a snip in the nose for that, but nothing would have happened to him. And he would have ripped open Arid's eyelids like that, if he had been at least a tiny bit careful. But he dreamed about himself so much that he left the calculation completely. He let him in and let him in, when suddenly a head with a summons to him: the next day, they say, the pike will deign to come to the backwater, so you, crucian carp, look! As soon as possible, keep the answer!
Crucian carp, however, did not shy away. Firstly, he had heard so many different reviews about the pike that he himself was curious to get to know it; and secondly, he knew that he had such a magic word, which, if I say it, would now turn the fiercest pike into a crucian carp. And very much hoped for this word.
Even the ruff, seeing his such faith, wondered if he had gone too far in a negative direction. Perhaps, in fact, the pike is just waiting to be loved, good advice was given to her, her mind and heart were enlightened? Maybe she's ... kind? And the crucian, perhaps, is not at all such a simpleton as it seems in appearance, but, on the contrary, does it screw up its career with a calculated one? Tomorrow he will appear to the pike and directly and blurt out the most real truth to her, such as she had never heard from anyone. And the pike will take it and say: “For what you told me, crucian, the truest truth, I pity you with this pool; be you boss over her! "
The pike swam in the morning, gave me a drink. The crucian carp looks at her and marvels: what kind of braids they have spit about a pike, and she is a fish like a fish! Only mouth to ear and hailo is such that it is just for him, a crucian carp, to crawl through.
I heard, - said the pike, - that you, crucian carp, are very clever and a master of rant. I want to have a dispute with you. Get started.
I think more about happiness, - the crucian carp answered modestly, but with dignity. - So that I'm not alone, but everyone would be happy. So that all fish can swim freely in any water, and if she wants to hide in the mud, then let him lie down in the mud.
Um ... and you think that such a business is possible?
I not only think, but expect this all the hour.
For example: I am swimming, and next to me ... a crucian carp?
So what is it?
This is the first time I hear it. And if I turn around and… eat the crucian carp?
There is no such law, Your Excellency; the law says straightforwardly: let shells, mosquitoes, flies and midges serve as food for fish. And in addition, the latest various decrees to food are numbered: water fleas, spiders, worms, beetles, frogs, crayfish and other aquatic inhabitants. But not fish.
Not enough for me. Golovely, is there really such a law? - the pike turned to the chub.
Oblivion, Your Excellency! - the head deftly turned out.
I knew that such a law cannot be. Well, what else are you expecting all the time, crucian carp?
And I also expect that justice will prevail. The strong will not crowd out the weak, the rich will not crowd the poor. That such a common cause will appear, in which all the fish will have their own interest and each will do its share. You, pike, are stronger and more agile than all - you will take on the case harder; and to me, a crucian, according to my modest abilities, they will point out a modest matter. Everyone for everyone, and everything for everyone - that's how it will be. When we stand for each other, then no one will be able to bite us. The seine will appear somewhere else, and we have already been blown away! Some are under a stone, some are at the very bottom in silt, some are in a hole or under a snag. Uhu, perhaps that, apparently, will have to quit!
Do not know. People are not very fond of throwing what they think tastes good. Well, yes, it will still be sometime. But what: does it mean, in your opinion, and I will have to work?
As others, so do you.
This is the first time I hear it. Go sleep it off!
Whether the crucian was awake or awake, but his intelligence, in any case, did not increase. At noon he again appeared for the debate, and not only without any timidity, but even more cheerful against the previous one.
So you suppose that I will begin to work, and you will feast on my labors? - the pike put the question directly.
All from each other ... from common, mutual labors ...
I understand: "from a friend" ... and by the way, from me ... hmm! It seems, however, that you are speaking these shameful speeches. Holovel, how are such speeches called today?
Sicilism, Your Excellency!
I knew it. It's been a long time since I heard. "They say that the crucian speaks rebellious speeches!" I just think: "Let me listen myself ..." But there you are!
Having said this, the pike snapped its tail so expressively in the water that no matter how simple the crucian was, he guessed it.
I, Your Excellency, nothing, - he muttered in embarrassment, - this is me in simplicity ...
OK. Simplicity is worse than theft, they say. If you give free rein to the fools, they will kill the smart ones from the light. They talked to me about you from three boxes, and you - a crucian like a crucian - that's all. And I don’t talk to you for five minutes, and I’m tired of you.
The pike fell into thought and somehow so mysteriously looked at the crucian carp that he already completely understood. But she must have been full even after yesterday's gluttony, and therefore she yawned and immediately began to snore.
But this time the crucian carp did not go so well. As soon as the pike fell silent, bugs surrounded him from all sides and took guard.
In the evening, the sun had not yet set, as the crucian carp for the third time came to the pike for a dispute. But he appeared already in custody and, moreover, with some injuries. Namely: the perch, interrogating, bit his back and part of the tail.
But he was still cheerful, because he had a magic word in store.
Even though you are my adversary, ”the first pike began again,“ yes, apparently, my grief is like this: I love death disputes! Be healthy, start!
At these words, the crucian suddenly felt that his heart was on fire. In an instant, he picked up his stomach, fluttered, clicked on the water with the remnants of his tail and, looking directly into the pike's eyes, barked as loud as he could:
Do you know what virtue is?
The pike opened its mouth in surprise. Mechanically she pulled the water and, not wanting to swallow the crucian at all, swallowed it.
The fish, who were witnesses of this incident, were dumbfounded for a moment, but they immediately came to their senses and rushed to the pike - to find out if she was happy to have supper, if she had choked. And the ruff, who had already foreseen and predicted everything in advance, swam forward and solemnly proclaimed: - Here they are, our disputes, what are they!