"Good or bad?"
"Good for me?"
"Yes, good for you."
"Well, if it is good for me it can wait till the evening. I shall be down by then, but I want to finish this top window first."
"Don't argue, but come down at once. You won't be sorry for it."
"Why, I don't even know who you are."
"I'll send you word in a minute."
And with the next pulley he sent Prepelicza up a nice new crisp ten-florin note. The man who took it up got a florin for doing so.
At the sight of this novel visiting-card Prepelicza threw down his hammer and trowel, and with the next pulley returned to his mother earth, where miracles have been going on ever since the time of Moses.