I'd liked visiting the library - there were shelves of worn volumes of Theosophy - high above were stilled fans - the temple custodian watched us closely -
On the General English shelf, next to Tristam Shandy, I found a James Hadley Chase paperback with a racey cover -
But the church was a noble structure, overlooking a serene vista of distant, bluish green, hills - fragile dwellings were scattered amongst the coconut palms - a mist was rising from the paddy fields -
Dr Bagi would walk to this church from his father's house - nearby were the ruins of the picture palace he went to every weekend -
A full moon hung in the sky - I could discern its pale seas -
A full moon hung in the sky - I could discern its pale seas -
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