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Biju went back to the big sitting room. His
father was smiling. The lady was smiling.
Many saris were out of the bundle and
lying beside the lady on the sofa. A wad
of money lay beside Biju’s father, waiting
to be wrapped in his small handkerchief.
‘Mummy, Mummy, this boy taught me
magic!’ Bubbles shouted. ‘He put cotton
fluff into that toy Uncle Gobind gave me
and made long strings come out from the
other end!’
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