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Because no cooking could be done at their house…
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Sam Dastor
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09:52 |
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On Monday morning he set about looking…
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Sam Dastor
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03:43 |
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The solicitor's clerk lived in every house he built.
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Sam Dastor
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07:53 |
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Soanie stood in the doorway, blocking the light.
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Sam Dastor
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08:56 |
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'What?' Shama said in English.
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Sam Dastor
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09:46 |
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A House for Mr. Biswas
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Sam Dastor
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06:42 |
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The note was in Mrs. Tulsi's hand.
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Sam Dastor
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09:47 |
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He felt unchanged, unmarried.
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Sam Dastor
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07:42 |
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For eight months, in a bare, spacious, unpainted…
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Sam Dastor
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10:02 |
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2: Before the Tulsis
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Sam Dastor
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10:53 |
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They went on a tour of the small hut…
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Sam Dastor
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07:59 |
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Before he could decide, C and Padma…
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Sam Dastor
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10:10 |
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The men drivers sat on their carts…
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Sam Dastor
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08:49 |
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The subsequent quarrel and threats cleared the air.
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Sam Dastor
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11:07 |
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'We never had a quarrel,' Mrs. Tulsi said.
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Sam Dastor
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10:50 |
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Part 1. 1: Pastoral
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Sam Dastor
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10:22 |
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Mr. Biswas was taught other things.
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Sam Dastor
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10:50 |
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Ajodha had bought a motorbus…
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Sam Dastor
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10:13 |
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3: The Tulsis
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Sam Dastor
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10:35 |
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Dhari, the next-door neighbour…
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Sam Dastor
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09:58 |
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Bhandat was spending more week-ends away…
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Sam Dastor
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08:51 |
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In the Rose Room, then, after a faint…
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Sam Dastor
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08:47 |
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After he had spoken Pankaj Rai distributed…
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Sam Dastor
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10:21 |
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Lakhan the carter said…
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Sam Dastor
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09:14 |
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'Just a moment,' Mr. Biswas said. 'Not so fast…'
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Sam Dastor
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10:24 |
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He put the cup down when he heard someone…
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Sam Dastor
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08:50 |
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Bipti was bathed. Her hair, still wet…
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Sam Dastor
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08:00 |
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Prologue
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Sam Dastor
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08:18 |
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Mr. Biswas thought of Govind as a fellow…
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Sam Dastor
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11:57 |
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After a time he started to go again to Tara's.
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Sam Dastor
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08:58 |
