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hel said. “Liar and pretender. I did
see you. You were a Communist and had a shirt and a flag. And you ignored me.”
“Aiyyo kathtam” Velutha said. “Would I do that? You tell mewould Velutha ever
do that? It rnust’ve been my Long-lost Twin brother.” “Which Long-lost Twin
brother?” “Urumbansilly… The one who lives in Kochi.” “Who Urumban?” Then
she saw the twinkle. “Liar! You haven’t got a Twin brother! It wasn’t Urumban! It
was you !”
Velutha laughed. He had a lovely laugh that he really meant. “Wasn’t me” he said.
“I was sick in bed.” “Seeyou’re smiling!” Rahel said. “That means it was you. Smil-
ing means ‘It was you.’” “That’s only in English!” Velutha said. “In Malayalam my
teacher always said that `Smiling means it wasn’t me.’” It took Rahel a moment to
sort that one out. She lunged at him once again. Ickike ickilee ickike! Still laughing
Velutha looked into the Play for Sophie. “Where’s our Sophie Mol? Let’s take a look
at her. Did you remember to bring heror did you leave her behind?” “Don’t look
there” Rahel said urgently. She stood up on the cement parapet that separated the
rubber trees from the drivewayand clapped her hands over Velutha’s eyes. “Why?”
Velutha saiyilai：
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