He looked at her reproachfully. "Speak English?" boomed the voice. ‘It is not possible. I completed it according to the directions, you see, and it was a beautiful machine, a triangle sort of, with a steering column I built out of an old wheelbarrow and a hubcap. She had carried a chair into the room veranda and had watched and listened until the night silences had lengthened and only occasionally she heard a voice or the rattle of rickshaw wheels in the courtyard. At other times, it would seem that the sea itself had gone away.
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