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The Day's Work - Volume 1 by Rudyard Kipling
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Tuticorin -"

"Bah! Go! I am busy."

"I, also!" said Peroo, with an unshaken countenance. "May I take
the light dinghy now and row along the spurs?"

"To hold them with thy hands? They are, I think, sufficiently
heavy."

"Nay, Sahib. It is thus. At sea, on the Black Water, we have room
to be blown up and down without care. Here we have no room at all.
Look you, we have put the river into a dock, and run her between
stone sills."

Findlayson smiled at the " we."

"We have bitted and bridled her. She is not like the sea, that can
beat against a soft beach. She is Mother Gunga - in irons." His
voice fell a little.

"Peroo, thou hast been up and down the world more even than I. Speak
true talk, now. How much dolt thou in thy heart believe of Mother
Gunga?"

"All that our priest says. London is London, Sahib. Sydney is
Sydney, and Port Darwin is Port Darwin. Also Mother Gunga is Mother
Gunga, and when I come back to her banks I know this and worship.
In London I did poojah to the big temple by the river for the sake
of the God within . . . . Yes, I will not take the cushions in
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