The Letter [antikvár]

i:" i ;' i !The LetterOutside on the quay the sun beat fiercely. A stream of motors, lorries and buses, private cars andj^elings^ sped up and down the crowded thoroughfare, and every ^EaiiSeur blew his horn; rickshaws threaded their nimble path amid the throng, and the panting coolies found breathjQ_yell at one another; coolies, carrying heavy balps, sidled along with their quick jog-trot and shouted to the passer-by to make way; itinerant vendors proclaimed their wares. Singapore is the meeting-place of^ hundred peoples; and men of all colours, black Tamils, yellow Chinks, brown Malays, Armenians, Jews and