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right. -- That was the last of Hyacinth, he thought, and faded away again. -- To find himself shivering in the hail of his own while, on a higher plane, Jumpy Joshi argued fiercely with Pamela. _With my wife_.
And when dream-Pamela, echoing the real one word for word, had rejected her husband a hundred and one times, _he doesn't exist, it, such things are not so_, it was Jamshed the virtuous who, setting aside love and desire, helped. Leaving behind a weeping Pamela -- _Don't you dare bring that back here_, she shouted from the top floor -- from Saladin's den -- Jumpy, wrapping Chamcha in sheepskin and blanket, led enfeebled through the shadows to the Shaandaar Café, promising with empty kindness: "It'll be all right. You'll see. It'll all be fine."
When Saladin Chamcha awoke, the memory of these words filled him with a bitter anger. Where's Farishta, he found himself thinking. That bastard: I bet he's doing okay. -- It was a thought to which he would return, with