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Mirza Saeed had driven hell-for--leather, in spite of being half-- blinded by the rain which poured through the smashed windscreen, until on a road that led up and around the bend of a hill he came to a halt at the gates of the No. i Sarang Coalfield. The pitheads were dimly visible through the rain. "Brainbox," Mishal Akhtar cursed him weakly. "Those bums are waiting for us back there, and you drive us up here to see their pals. Tip-top notion, Saeed. Extra fine."
But they had no more trouble from miners. That was the day of the mining disaster that left fifteen thousand pitmen buried alive beneath the Sarangi hill. Saeed, Mishal, the Sarpanch, Osman, Mrs. Qureishi, Srinivas and Ayesha stood exhausted and soaked to the skin by the roadside as ambulances, fire--engines, salvage operators and pit bosses arrived in large quantities and left, much later, shaking their ain and loss; it is a coin of no value, worth even less than a kauri or a dam."
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