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We discussed the matter as we walked in the usual squirrel cage of fruitless
argument. When I got to the first milestone on the Tissa road I stopped and said: "
Now, Abdul Rahman, will you take Rs. i-80 ?" and when he shook his head, I said
: "I am going to walk on to Tissa and I should like to go on discussing the matter
with you, but don't come, if you don't want to." He felt, I think, that it would be
rather awkward or rude to turn back by himself and so we set out for the second
I had carelessly neglected to do this because the distance was so short. But,
although the distance was so short, I was hopelessly lost for there was no means
of knowing in which direction the track lay. However, after trying again and again,
and marking the places where I had already tried, I at last thought I heard my
pony some distance ofF, as I was crawling under the thorn bushes. And so it was.
The other time I lost myself was even more idiotic and unpleasant. When I went to
along the Tissa road in order to get to Tissa as early as possible next morning.
My carts and servants went by road and I rode, cutting across country through
scrub jungle. One evening, when I was doing this, I arrived at the bungalow
before the carts. I tied my pony to a tree and went off into the jungle north of the
bungalow. I had often seen peafowl in the neighbourhood and I thought I would
try to find the big trees on which they roosted. I moved about rather aimlessly for
half an hour ...
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