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‘To U Po Kyin, Deputy Assistant Commissioner, retired, for long and loyal service and especially for his timely aid in crushing a most dangerous rebellion in Kyauktada district’–and so on and so on. Then two henchmen placed there for the purpose hoisted U Po Kyin upright, and he waddled to the platform, bowed as low as his belly would permit, and was duly decorated and felicitated, while Ma Kin and other supporters clapped wildly and fluttered their scarves from the gallery. U Po Kyin had done all that mortal man could do. It was time now to be making ready for the next world–in short, to begin building pagodas. But unfortunately, this was the very point at which his plans went wrong. Only three days after the Governor’s durbar, before so much as a brick of those atoning pagodas had been laid, U Po Kyin was stricken with apoplexy and died without speaking again. There is no armour against fate. Ma Kin was heart-broken at the disaster. Even if she had built the pagodas herself, it would have availed U Po Kyin nothing; no merit can be acquired save by one’s own act. She suffers greatly to think of U Po Kyin where he must be now–wandering in God knows what dreadful subterranean hell of fire, and darkness, and serpents, and genii. Or even if he has escaped the worst, his other fear has been realised, and he has returned to the earth in the shape of a rat or a frog. Perhaps at this very moment a snake is devouring him. As to Elizabeth, things fell out better than she had expected. After Flory’s death Mrs Lackersteen, dropping all pretences for once, said openly that there were no men in this dreadful place and the only hope was to go and stay several months in Rangoon or Maymyo. But she could not very well send Elizabeth to Rangoon or Maymyo alone, and to go with her practically meant condemning Mr Lackersteen to death from delirium tremens. Months passed, and the rains reached their climax, and Elizabeth had just made up her mind that she must go Home after all, penniless and unmarried, when– Mr Macgregor proposed to her. He had had it in mind for a long time; indeed, he had only been waiting for a decent interval to elapse after Flory’s death. Elizabeth accepted him gladly. He was rather old, perhaps, but a Deputy Commissioner is not to be despised–certainly he was a far better match than Flory. They are very happy. Mr Macgregor was always a good-hearted man, but he has grown more human and likeable since his marriage. His voice booms less, and he has given up his morning exercises. Elizabeth has grown mature surprisingly quickly, and a certain hardness of manner that always belonged to her has become accentuated. Her servants live in terror of her, though she speaks no Burmese. She has an exhaustive knowledge of the Civil List, gives charming little dinner-parties and knows how to put the wives of subordinate officials in their places–in short, she fills with complete success the position for which Nature had designed her from the first, that of a burra memsahib. THE END
PENGUIN CLASSICS Published by the Penguin Group Penguin Books Ltd, 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England Penguin Group (USA), Inc., 375 Hudson Street, New York, New York 10014, USA Penguin Group (Canada), 90 Eglinton Avenue East, Suite 700, Toronto, Ontario, Canada M4P 2Y3 (a division of Pearson Penguin Canada Inc.) Penguin Ireland, 25 St Stephen’s Green, Dublin 2, Ireland (a division of Penguin Books Ltd) Penguin Group (Australia), 250 Camberwell Road, Camberwell, Victoria 3124, Australia (a division of Pearson Australia Group Pty Ltd) Penguin Books India Pvt Ltd, 11 Community Centre, Panchsheel Park, New Delhi – 110 017, India Penguin Group (NZ), 67 Apollo Drive, Rosedale, North Shore 0632, New Zealand (a division of Pearson New Zealand Ltd) Penguin Books (South Africa) (Pty) Ltd, 24 Sturdee Avenue, Rosebank, Johannesburg 2196, South Africa Penguin Books Ltd, Registered Offices: 80 Strand, London WC2R 0RL, England www.penguin.com First published in the USA by Harper & Brothers, New York 1934 Published in Great Britain by Victor Gollancz 1935 This edition first published by Martin Secker & Warburg Ltd in the Complete Works of George Orwell Series 1986 Published in Penguin Books with a new Note on the Text 1989 Copyright 1934 by Eric Blair This edition copyright © the Estate of the late Sonia Brownell Orwell, 1986 Note on the Text copyright © Peter Davison, 1989 Introduction copyright © Emma Larkin, 2009 The moral right of the author of the Note on the Text and the Introducer has been asserted All rights reserved Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of both the copyright owner and the above publisher of this book ISBN: 978-0-14-196504-8
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GEORGE ORWELL Burmese Days This des
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Chapter XXIII Chapter XXIV Chapter
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Key to a sketch-map of Kyauktada th
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announced to them that he was going
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felt that Orwell had ‘rather let
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A Note on the Text Burmese Days pos
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I U Po Kyin, Sub-divisional Magistr
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wages, for he was a convicted thief
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than bribery; they expect a native
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Ma Kin bent her head over her sewin
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if it had not proved a convenient s
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married, she had left him for a for
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you, Westfield, proud as Punch of y
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Mrs Lackersteen, unequal to the qua
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‘Our burra sahib at Mandalay alwa
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glare sent a weariness through one
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It was a joke between the two men t
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various industries. Where are the I
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efore this cursed sun gets too high
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‘Yes, I heard that. We hear all t
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Ko S’la put the tea-tray down on
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her, because of its strangeness and
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Flory got out of the water, put on
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V In spite of the whisky he had dru
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school. In his last term he and ano
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imperialism in which he lived. For
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streaming egrets-were more native t
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‘No.’ ‘You have been in priso
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(Signed) A FRIEND. The letter was w
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did not think she could be much pas
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‘What it means to meet somebody w
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VII Elizabeth lay on the sofa in th
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‘school’ where she produced gre
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of the bow was like a moving arrowh
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‘And oh, aunt, such an interestin
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there would be a scandal when they
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grotesque, it’s even ugly, with a
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sahib’. Mr Macgregor made a very
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IX During the next fortnight a grea
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S’la’s notions of what went on
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He was anything but tactful with he
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‘Thanks, I’ll remember about th
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example-she seemed to have an enthu
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‘Oh, it’s all right, they’ll
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girls wear broad brass rings to str
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They walked up the road, he to the
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murder by poison, murder by sympath
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Thongwa to rebel, and then I arrest
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‘Do you not see, woman? Do you no
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operations. ‘Belly-cutting’ was
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‘Ah, I have a few friends left. B
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shoulder. Flory walked into the hou
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Instantly she cried out in renewed
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naked boy was standing between two
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were tattooed with dark blue patter
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As they were walking to the fifth b
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‘Oh, do let’s! Oh, what awful f
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stroked his beautiful white belly,
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morning when he met her, and the si
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to marry him? He was being so slow
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teetotal pledge tomorrow morning. H
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‘I’m afraid you won’t get any
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to his feet. He was badly bruised,
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‘Oh, shut up! I’m sick of the s
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that ran down to the Irrawaddy. The
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‘Go away this instant! If you fol
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help. The doctor sent back a quanti
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