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“Great Industrialist Dharan ? and in this condition ?"
“Yes, Pallipati, all these are pricks of Destiny."
“Colleagues ! This man had obliged me. He is Dharan, the Sarthpati. Entertain him with proper honour.” Pallipatti said.
He rose from his seat and made him sit beside him. Laksmi also sat at the proper seat. Even the animal does not forget obligation. What to talk of man ?
Pallipati said : “How are you alone ? What about your caravan ?”
Dharan remined silent. He did not wish to hurt the feelings of a friend by telling the truth. He was contented thinking all that happened as the play of Destiny. But Lakshmi was not a woman who would sit silent. She spoke soon :
"Your colleagues only had robbed us.”
