""And from one corner of that temple, from behind a pillar, the Evil One stepped out and approached me. I could see it - oh it was so ugly! It said to me, whispering in a low voice - like this - Come with me. Together we will be strong. We will be friends and together we will go out and make fools of the people and laugh at them and grow rich."
"Did I listen to it?""Well, I stood, listening, and then I made such a face - like this! - and I pushed, pushed, pushed, pushed with all my strength - oof! I pushed till I had sent the Evil One back into the hole from which it had come. And I stamped, stamped, stamped on it to keep it down, down, down - with all my force, yes.""
-Anita Desai, Journey to Ithaca, p. 101















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