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“All right. I am a notary now and am paid thirty-five roubles a month."

"How are you? What are you doing? How is everything with you?"

"Lushkoff, is that you?" cried Sergei, recognising in the little man his former wood- chopper."

"Well, Lushkoff, I can now offer you some other, cleaner employment. Can you write?"

"Here's for your pains. I see you are sober and have no objection to work. What is your name?"

"Good! Give him half a rouble," said Sergei.

"Here, Olga," he said, "Take this gentleman into the wood- shed and let him chop wood."

"Work - yes. I know that myself; but where can I find work?"

"Work! That's what you can do! You must work!"

"This is swindling - I shall send the police for you, damn you!"

"This is dishonesty, my dear sir!" he cried angrily.

"Have done with lying! You called yourself a student and even told me what you had been expelled for."

"Help me kindly; I am ashamed to ask, but - I am obliged to by circumstances."

"Kind Sir, have pity; turn your attention to a poor, hungry man!"

They had taken up a collection and bought me school supplies, notebooks, all kinds of different clothes - Jeans, tops, sweatsuits

I heard someone walk up to me from behind and say, "Does this belong to you?”

"She's going to be okay," said the fireman. "She just inhaled a little smoke."

Still I screamed at her, "Mom! No!"

"You won't die," said Sue energetically.

"No," replied Sue. "But why do you ask?"

Sue sat on Johnsy's bed and said, "You are not going to die."

The doctor said, "I am confident she'll recover soon."

He told Sue, "Johnsy now has the will to live."

"Is she stupid?" asked Behrman. "How can she be so foolish?"

After sometime she whispered "eleven" and then "ten".

Prashant, all of nineteen years, decided to step in as leader of his village, if no one else did.

Weak with hunger, his grandmother rushed to him, her hands outstretched, her eyes brimming.

They had to push away many human bodies -men, women, children and carcasses of animals.

Prashant equipped himself with a long, sturdy stick, and then started on his eighteen-kilometre expedition back to his village through the swollen flood waters.

"It looks like you're a bit queer - kind of a mystery man."

"No! Well, that goes for you, too."

"By the way, what particular line of crime do you embrace, or aren't you a specialist?"

"Since you know so much about me, won't you say something about yourself?"

"Why add murder to your other crimes? It's a grave step you're taking."

"I'm glad you're pleased to see me. I don't think you'll be pleased for long."

"He'll ring up if he sees the police, but I don't want to leave..."

"Why do you think I am here today and gone tomorrow, never see tradespeople?"

"You won't be here long; so I didn't trouble to ask."

"That's a disguise outfit; false moustaches and what not."

"This is all very melodramatic, not very original, perhaps, but..."

If I were propelled by enthusiasm for travel per se, I would go by bus and train to Patna, then sail up the Ganges pas Benaras to Allahabad, then up the Yamuna, past Agra to Delhi.

Film songs blare out from the radios, car horns sound, bicycle bells ring, stray cows low questioningly at motorcycles, vendors shout out their wares.

Kathmandu is vivid, mercenary, and religious, with small shrines to flower- adorned deities along the narrowest and busiest streets.

Priests, hawkers, devotees, tourists, cows, monkeys, pigeons and dogs roam through the grounds.

The next morning, with Mr Shah's son and nephew, I visit the two temples in Kathmandu that are most sacred to Hindus and Buddhists.

Go home, I tell myself: move directly towards home.

Small shops stand on its outer edge: many of these are owned by Tibetan immigrants; felt bags, Tibetan prints and silver jewellery can be bought here.

Putting one foot in the loop, she kicks off with the other, to bridge the six- foot gap that constitutes the width of the surrounding pit.

He was delighted, standing on his hindlegs, he pointed his 'gun' and cradled his 'baby'.