She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. But one changes the style of one's clothes yearly. ‘She may well try to go back. The key is in my trousers. He never asked questions; he never addressed his companions; and frequently he took off his cap and wiped his forehead. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. " "But I never saw anybody more alive. She closed her eyes more vividly to recall some line which had carried the blot.
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