February 28. “Button, I am dog-tired. Would you mind very much if I told you that I am going to sleep and will speak with you tomorrow?”

“Not in the least. Please go to bed. We’ll talk again tomorrow. By the way, your pasta was excellent. As well as the salad with vinaigrette dressing. Thank you.”

“Goodnight. I have yoga tomorrow and will be up, as usual, at 5.45. Sleep tight.”

“Where’s Dost and barididi?”

“They have gone to Delhi. A close friend of Dost lost her mother. They’ve gone to be with the family. Will, probably, be back tomorrow.”