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Rh I say, Madhav, I hear you hobnob with bigwigs nowadays.

Spare me your jests, Headman, we are but common people.

But your child here is expecting a letter from the King.

Don't you take any notice of him, a mere foolish boy !

Indeed, why not! It'll beat the King hard to find a better family! Don't you see why the King plants his new Post Office right before your win- dow ? Why there's a letter for you from the King, urchin.