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The five of us dashed like children to the mango-strewn earth; the tree had benevolently shed its fruits as they had ripened. "Full many a mango is born to lie unseen," I paraphrased, "and waste its sweetness on the stony ground." "Nothing like this in America, Swamiji, eh?" laughed Sailesh Mazumdar, one of my Bengali students. "No," I admitted, covered with mango juice and contentment.
The road became more and more sickly: wrinkles of ruts, boils of hardened clay, the sad infirmities of old age! Our group dismounted occasionally to allow Mr. Wright to more easily maneuver the Ford, which the four of us pushed from behind. "Lambadar Babu spoke truly," Sailesh acknowledged. "The car is not carrying us; we are carrying the car!"
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