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fishing at Thoubal village |
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Up about 8. Col. & Mrs T. had gone down to the river. Followed, and found Mrs T. (30) sitting in middle of suspension bridge, with entranced retinue of three |
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Lex's bed made up on bug-walk. Wish her luck. |
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Horace & Lex arrived, & we all continued to fish, with complete unsuccess except for lame Kabui (32) coolie, who caught crab with his fingers. Severe shortage of chairs at dinner. Horace's pyjamas missing, & he strongly suspected us of pinching them. |
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Woke to rain, & walked down in drizzle to village just short of Yangaingpokpi, where the cars met us, and drove in through mud. Learn Horace's panee-wallah cycled to Yangaingpokpi last night with the forgotten pyjamas. |
