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put before him. Veterinarians could do nothing for 
him. Ten days later he died. 
Ali and I remained in Antwerp for several weeks. 
It was Ali’s first trip to Europe, and not a very 
enjoyable one. He was bewildered and puzzled; he 
could not understand such a country. Only once 
did he venture out of the hotel without me, and 
then he did not go out of sight. He slept in my 
room on the floor—he would have nothing to do 
with a bed—and he would touch no food that was 
not vouched for by me. 
When we boarded the boat that was to take us 
back to the Far East, Ali’s face brightened. He 
had had a wonderful experience, but he said: “Oh, 
tian, I am happy to go home: I would not live 
here.” 
