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THE POST OFFICE
Madhav [Slapping his forehead]
Alas, is that all?
Amal
What '11 be our offerings to the King, Uncle, when he comes?
Herald
He has commanded puffed rice.
Amal
Puffed rice! Say, Headman, you're right. You said so. You knew all we didn't.\
Headman
If you send word to my house then I could manage for the King's advent really nice———
Physician
No need at all. Now be quiet all of you. Sleep is coming over him. I'll
