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bring on the things you 
have left at Deuka’s with 
the headman.” 
After this marvellous en¬ 
counter, all past troubles 
vanished from my mind 
like a flash. Surely I would 
now manage 
get on, 
seeing that I could speak ! 
On the following day, my 
friend told me what had 
transpired. The king said that on the 
day I had come I had brought clouds. I 
was accused of being a spy. My presence 
was ominous of evil. They insisted that 
I was not a man ; that the race from 
