I pretended sick and did not go. The telephone was dead. I had no way of contacting, Babulal, my darling tailor that he was. I waited impatiently till...6PM and could not wait any more. I left the house with an umbrella and went to Hanuman Chowk in Mulund where he had his shop. The shop was closed. I was fuming with anger and lust. I came back in an auto. I switched the geyser and took hot water bath. Then I was about to prepare coffee, at around 7.30 PM when the bell rang. It was still raining. ”“Don’t worry. I think James is done for the night.”“He looked like he ... Well ... Yeah. I’m going to bed.”“Me too. James is leaving. I have something to take care of,” she said suggestively.I sniggered. “What, he won’t, uh, lend a hand?”“I can do it better,” she said quietly.I laughed. “But it’s more fun with two people.”“Then come and join me.”I eyed her for a moment. The prudish and reactionary comments that came to mind seemed silly. Instead I went along with her banter, knowing I was. The Salvation army choir would sing there on Sundays and occasional pipe bands during national events. This was a main tramcar hub till about the mid sixties – the junction of 3 main roads becoming a main artery into the city.Kings drive from the west of the river, Dalmarnock road from the power station and London Road. The ‘caurs’ as they were known sported the city livery of green and yellow or the metropolitan red. their antennae touched the overhead live wires and would frequently send out. The reason why I am certain it will be declined is because you have substituted various critical components for, shall we say, those less expensive." Of course I have." He laughed. "I had to adjust your pessimistic approach. How do you think I got the price so low. It shows how little you know." Maybe." I acknowledged. "But I can read a specification document and include items that are specifically required."I looked at Mr. Thomas. "Sir!" I started politely. "Any chance of me staying here have.