A poor musician lived in an apartment in the center of London. Every day, not midnight, he came to the room almost early in the morning. He was so tired. He went back to the room and sat down on the bed edge. He took off two shoes, and threw them on the floor. He mumbled "thank God" and fell asleep.

A poor lodger living below him was awakened by the sound of "Dong Dong" at midnight. The tenant was really unable to bear it. He complained to the musician, and the good musician was very sorry. He promised to put his shoes on the old carpet as far as possible when he took off his shoes.

At one o'clock on the second day, the musician came back from the club and sat down on the edge of the bed. He took off a leather shoe and threw it on the floor. He was about to take off second shoes and remembered what he had promised. He carefully put another leather shoe on the carpet and went to sleep.

An hour later, he was awakened by a violent knock on the door. The tenant who lived downstairs stood in front of him. The poor tenant stammered and pleaded, "come on, hurry up, throw another shoe. I've been waiting for an hour, until you throw it to sleep."