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' delighted and honourad I am <strong>to</strong> be able <strong>to</strong> talk <strong>to</strong> YOU <strong>to</strong>da~ He insisted on pushing the<br />

31w can have no idea -'<br />

Ddighfsd d honoured? To talk <strong>to</strong> me? I couldn't understa ommon fans stretched out be-<br />

it, 1 must have misheard him. My athletic cousin did n t has picked up an unexpected<br />

we, sound as though he were joking. Far a moment I d come <strong>to</strong> <strong>Kala</strong>. I gave him a<br />

b&v& I was going <strong>to</strong> faint with shock. There s<strong>to</strong>od Z d him - with careful emphasis<br />

smiling benignly at me and exposing all his -nt if this was not inconvenient.<br />

I. -------- , - . - -- - - - - - - - - - - - =<br />

hm-bnt wu-.,. fiirmdlv- fraternal- evenba littlc obseauious. --"-l-) ---..---<br />

mbo looked as as<strong>to</strong>nished as<br />

whnle .. ---- attitude ------- was .. - exactlv what I - was needed <strong>to</strong> reassure n<br />

ten years earlier) had sud-<br />

completely; yet somehow reassurance failed <strong>to</strong> come. Try materialized in front of him and asked, very humbly, for a<br />

imagine a poor insignificant creature, an ex-Conquistador<br />

trcatin~ (after a brief career) in some codusion, a mere fai<br />

studen; - - - - -- - - Ace - -- - - mare. - who is &nfionted with the spectacle of<br />

pq god f a g h:omwnat his fcet and wonhippidg him. For<br />

mnmmt T hat~rl rnv rni~sin. I reaented this unex~ected revers -"I-.--- - -, -- --. - - - -<br />

of our role, and the way in which, fbr the thirdAtime that da<br />

I had been forced <strong>to</strong> revise py estimate of my own strength.<br />

Besides, Zambo was not alone in his disconcerting attitud<br />

All the young boys and girls who had been singing his praisl<br />

now turned and clustered round m, displaying the indiscrim<br />

nate -- . admiration and scenerally unrestrained behaviour whie<br />

(I supposed) were on& <strong>to</strong> be' found among such upcount<br />

hi~nhmen. - -------<br />

'Look -- at his clothes.' one said; 'He's a proper - - <strong>to</strong>wn boy, isq<br />

he?'<br />

little cousin,' he protested, 'we should be highly<br />

o have you in our house, naturally - the pleasure is<br />

again. What did it all mean? At this point he<br />

eech of which I remember<br />

as that everyone ought<br />

learning and diplomas.<br />

ad seen the matter in a<br />

a lived very near the centre of the village.<br />

we reached their hut, Zambo rent the' fans patking<br />

t ceremony. (Some of them looked as though they in<strong>to</strong><br />

come in with us.)<br />

I<br />

I<br />

- --,<br />

--- - -- . . -- - - # ---- ----- - - -<br />

GOh ~P'S a tnwn bav all richt. Look at that bike. What<br />

swell he must be!' i<br />

'Good-lookinn. don't vou think?' I<br />

"I<br />

'Lf young.'<br />

- ---- ---- -<br />

T felt mnst embarrassed. I wanted <strong>to</strong> tell them that I was<br />

111 a - swell - --- at -- - all. and nearlv as old as my cousin Zambo, td<br />

champion. B& this k t kperience of buch imbecile ad<br />

%m paralysed me. I had been brought up for six years or<br />

<strong>to</strong> belim in modesty, even on occasion hdty, and<br />

beginning <strong>to</strong> resent their attentions. Zambo (who continue<br />

& obsequiously at me) must in the end have noticed<br />

, , $iurment, for he invited me home <strong>to</strong> get a little rest,<br />

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