Vovochka, all out of breath and excited, bursts into class, a good twenty minutes late.
– Vovochka! Why are you late?! The lesson has been going on for 20 minutes!!!
– Oh, Marya Ivanovna, I was frying potatoes here in the locker room!
– Potatoes? In the locker room? Strange… The door swings open with a noise and a fairly rumpled student appears on the threshold.
– Potatoes!!! Where have you been walking?!
