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- they were curious about one Mr Nath then one day the children's marble roll into Mr Nath's room and they get chance to see him. As they walked back towards the clinic.
- He doesn’t look like one,” Nishad looked doubtful.“Of course he’s one
- he doesn't look anything like monster,Maya he's very poor and can't afford to eat “He can’t be poor if he’s a crook on the run,” Itold him. “He’s probably got millions of rupeesstashed away somewhere in that room.”“Do you really think he’s a criminal, Maya?
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- “But Maya, Mr Mehta told us he doesn’t workanywhere, so how can he possibly have money topay for food?”What rubbish,” Nishad interrupted.“I know I’m right, stupid,” I told him. “By theway, Seven, did you see his scars?
- I said, “and he certainly isn’t starving. Mr Mehta told us that Ramesh brings his meals up from there staur ant downstairs.”“But Maya, Mr Mehta told us he doesn’t wor k anywhere, so how can he possibly have money to pay for food?”Exactly!” I exclaimed. “He must have lots ofmoney hidden somewhere, maybe in that trunkin his room. It’s probably full of silver and goldand jewels and...”
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- “Perhaps the policSeven went alone with her to the clinic at Girgaumas I was spending the evening with a schoolfriend.When they returned, Nishad told me he’d been tosee Mr Nath and I felt most annoyed that I hadn’tbeen there.Seven had been quite upset about Mr Nath’sgaunt appearance and was sure that he wasstarving. He told me that he had knocked loudlyon Mr Nath’s door that evening and said, “Openthe dooDid you get a chance to peek into the trunk,Seven?” I asked.Nishad looked disappointed. “He didn’t evenask me in,” he said. Then he smiled. “But I didfind out something, Maya. I went down tothe restaurant where Ramesh works and talkedto him.”r quicklye had to set his houseon fire to force him out,” I suggested. Sevenlooked unsure
- “Lost another marble?”He had obviously recognised my brother.“No,” said Nishad. He had taken the man’s hand in his own, and thrust a bar of chocolate into itMr Nath pays cash and tips well.“Ramesh told me something very strange, Maya,”Seven added. “Almost every Sunday, he carries twolunches to Mr Nath’s room and the same man iswith him each time. He’s tall, fair, stout and wearsspectacles. Ramesh says his visitor talks a lot, unlikeMr Nath who hardly speaks.”“Well done, Nishad,” I told him. “Now that we’vemade some progress with our inquiries, we’ll haveto sort out all the facts like expert ditectives
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