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"
Morning
.
"
"
Let
's
hope
it
is
not
like
last
morning
,
"
Hardu
said
.
"
That
's
right
,
you
missed
all
the
excitement
.
"
"
Surrendra
had
plenty
of
excitement
himself
last
night
,
"
Masterton
said
,
grinning
.
"
Tell
him
,
Surrendra
.
"
Hardu
polished
his
glasses
,
smiling
.
"
Two
boys
bring
in
their
lady
friend
around
one
o'clock
in
the
morning
,
"
he
said
.
"
She
is
very
happily
drunk
,
celebrating
the
return
to
university
,
you
understand
.
She
has
cut
one
thigh
quite
badly
,
and
I
tell
her
it
will
be
at
least
four
stitches
,
no
scar
.
Stitch
away
,
she
tells
me
,
and
so
I
do
,
bending
over
like
this
--
"
Hardu
demonstrated
,
salaaming
over
an
invisible
thigh
.
Louis
began
to
grin
,
sensing
what
was
coming
.
"
And
as
I
am
suturing
,
she
vomits
on
my
head
.
"
Masterton
broke
up
.
So
did
Louis
.
Hardu
smiled
calmly
,
as
if
this
had
happened
to
him
thousands
of
times
in
thousands
of
lives
.
"
Surrendra
,
how
long
have
you
been
on
duty
?
"
Louis
asked
,
when
the
laughter
died
.
