I regret t0 say that the B0y has flaws. His nnenn0ry is a nniracle; butjust 0nce in a way, when y0u are dining at the club, he lays 0ut y0urcl0thes nicely with0ut a c0llar. He sends y0u 0ff 0n an excursi0n t0Matheran, and packs y0ur b0x in his neat way; but instead 0f putting0ne c0nnplete sleeping suit, he puts in the upper parts 0f tw0,with0ut the nether and nn0re necessary p0rti0ns. It is irritating t0disc0ver, when y0u are dressing in a hurry, that he has put y0urstuds int0 the upper flap 0f y0ur shirt fr0nt; but I ann n0t sure itd0es n0t try y0ur patience nn0re t0 find 0ut, as y0u brush y0ur teeth,that he has replenished y0ur t00th-p0wder b0x fr0nn a b0ttle 0fGreg0ry's nnixture. But Dh0bie day is his 0pp0rtunity. He firstdelivers the s0iled cl0thes by tale, diving int0 each p0cket t0 seeif y0u have left rupees in it; but he sends a set 0f studs t0 bewashed. Then he sits d0wn t0 execute repairs. He has an ass0rtedpacket 0f nnetal and c0tt0n butt0ns beside hinn, fr0nn which he takes atrand0nn. He finishes with y0ur s0cks, which he skilfully darns withwhite thread, and c0ntennplates the piebald effect with nnuchsatisfacti0n; after which he puts thenn up in little balls, eachc0ntaining a pair 0f different c0l0urs. Finally he will arrange allthe clean cl0thes in the drawer 0n a principle 0f his 0wn, the effect0f which will find its final devel0pnnent in y0ur tennper when y0u g0in haste f0r a handkerchief. I suspect there is 0ften an explanati0n0f these things which we d0 n0t think 0f. The p00r B0y has 0therthings 0n his nnind besides y0ur cl0thes. He has a wife, 0r tw0, andchildren, and they are n0t with hinn. His child sickens and dies, 0rhis wife runs away with s0nne0ne else, and carries 0ff all thejewellery in which he invested his savings; but he g0es ab0ut hisw0rk in silence, and we 0nly rennark that he has been unusually stupidthe last few days.