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THE POST OFFICE
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Madhav

What would you rather be then?

Amal

I can't think of anything just now; but I'll tell you later on.

Madhav

Very well. But mind you, you aren't to call out and talk to strangers again.

Amal

But I love to talk to strangers!

Madhav

Suppose they had kidnapped you?

Amal

That would have been splendid! But no one ever takes me away. They all want me to stay in here.