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THE WRECK

shoulder the loose end of her dress in which her bunch of keys was tied, snatched up Umi, and left the room.

Kamala had not known before that the language of footsteps was so easy to learn. She gazed out of the window absorbed in thought.

Outside was a guava tree; and about its blossom- laden branches, intent marauders, the bees hummed


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