PASSAGE
One heavily clouded morning, the pastmaster's little pupil had been long waiting
itside the door for her call, but not hearing it as usual, she took up her dog fored
book, and slowly entered the room. She found her master stretched out on his pallet
and thinking he was resting, she was ab at to retire, on tip-toe, when she suddenly
brand her name "Ratan l he turned at once and asked, were you sleeping, Dada The
astmaster in a plantzue voice said, I am not well. Feel my head, it is very het hom the
loneliness of his exile, and in the gloom of the rains, his ailing body needed a little
teade mursing Ratan ceased to be little 3. She at once stepped into the post of matham,
Dailed in the village doctor, gave the patient his pills at regular intervals. It was sorte
ume before the postmaster, with weakened body, was able to leave his siekbed te
more of this, said he with decision. I must get a transfer." He at once wrote ott te
Calcutta (now Kolkata) an application for a transfer, on the grounds of the unhealthiness
of the place
what kind of morning was it ?
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it was a bad morning because old people is sick and he wants transfer due to loniless
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