“I believe,” he said, “that you mean me to be Prime Minister. 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. Ah Cum, sensing the difficulty, approached, recovered the damp handkerchief and returned it. Meantime, as the doctor was splitting his breakfast orange, he heard a commotion in his office, two rooms removed: volleys of pidgin English, one voice in protest, the other dominant. I couldn’t rest or eat or sleep.
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