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Theheathadleaptforwardinthelasthour,thestreetwasdesertedasifacatastrophehadcleanedoffhumanityduringtheinconclusivetalk.OppositeAziz’bungalowstoodalargeunfinishedhousebelongingtotwobrothers,astrologers,andasquirrelhunghead-downwardsonit,pressingitsbellyagainstburningscaffoldingandtwitchingamangytail.Itseemedtheonlyoccupantofthehouse,andthesquealsitgavewereintunewiththeinfinite,nodoubt,butnotattractiveexcepttoothersquirrels.Morenoisescamefromadustytree,wherebrownbirdscreakedandflounderedaboutlookingforinsectsanotherbird,theinvisiblecoppersmith,hadstartedhis“ponkponk.”Itmatterssolittletothemajorityoflivingbeingswhattheminority,thatcallsitselfhuman,desiresordecides.MostoftheinhabitantsofIndiadon
