Don Guanella doesn't get upset and, seeing that a visitor had a nice leather cigar case in his pocket, gently strokes the unkempt head of his protégé and says to his guest:
“You see, kind sir, this friend of mine is so upset because he doesn't even have a cigar butt to smoke in peace. Now if she were that nice, we'd put him through everything...
Saying this, he slipped the leather case from the gentleman's breast pocket, opened it, smiling, took out two Havana cigars, and placing them in Chard's hand, said:
— This is for you, as long as you take this other one to your friend Carrot and make peace immediately.
The visitor was happy to empty the rest of the cigars into the hands of Don Guanella who had demonstrated how much good could be done with a simple cigar.
In fact, Bietola, happy and incredulous, took that treasure and thanking in his own way, immediately slipped through the door and ran with cries of jubilation to his friend Carrot, perhaps fearful that that kind gentleman would reconsider and deprive him of the joy of a wonderful evening at pass smoking in company.