If my conjectures are right, this boy would stay there indefinitely. ” “You can’t be killed?” He asked. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Public school. There will be no more children in this house, not ever! And if anyone ever tries bringing children into our house again, I shall kill the lot of them.
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