Case

The burgomaster kept his word, and the next morning the Chimney sweep was free. The old thief was standing outside the gates of the Riga castle and squinting at the rays of the rising sun. For the first time after a long languor in the dungeon, he again managed to see not the pitiful trembling light of the guard's torch, but a real, bright, blinding disk of the sun. Let his merciless rays hurt and watery eyes of the former prisoner accustomed to the darkness, but this will pass over time. The main thing is that he is free.

But every cloud has a silver lining: now the Chimney sweep could see in the dark like a cat, and in this sense, the dungeon even went to his advantage, given the specific nature of his activities. And the fact that he lost a lot of weight on a prison gruel, with a proper look at things, became an advantage for a professional burglar.