By one o'clock the place was choc-a-bloc. […] The restaurant was packed, and the promenade between the two main courts and the subsidiary courts was thronged with healthy-looking youngish people, drawn to the Mecca of tennis from all parts of the country.

A well-built teenage boy in a soiled black leather studded vest and black jeans was crouched in the far corner of the cellar, waiting for us.

The natives had probably smelted it themselves in their rude bloomeries, […]

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