Narration: In fact, a few even tried to be of assistance, holding a wrench or pliers while Trurl worked
Narration: or hammering at their own heads when the cranial lids stuck and wouldn’t unscrew.
Narration: Trurl put the parts back in the drawers and shelves,
Trurl says: “How he humiliates me, the dog! And to think I once called that pettifogging putterer my friend!”
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