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He was sitting in his apartment one night, adding up one more time the column of figures that represented his total wealth, when the telephone

rang. He answered it and a voice on the other end said, "Mr. Turner? I saw the movie the other night.' Turner waited a moment, then said "And?"

"I--uh--well, there's a cheaper way to go, if you're interested."

Turner recognized the voice of the clerk from the travel agency, but there was something--a repr- essed excitement--an urgency. --"Yes?"

"Can I talk to you?"

"Why--sure, why not?"

A short time later, the young clerk was seated in Turner's apartment.

"You see," he said, "After I saw the movie, I got to wondering--you know--so many requests and all. Well, yours was the only address I had and when I looked up in the city directory and saw you weren't connected with any medical organization, I sort of figured..." He looked down at the floor a moment. "I think you can understand if I tell you that I want to go there myself--and not for any medical reasons, either!"

Turner nodded his head.

"Alright.

that I am interested in something else. something about another way--"

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"Yes, Forget about the air service. take working passage on a steamer--" he went on es- plaining an elaborate, but certainly inexpensive method of travel to the Far East. "Then you take the train from Calcutta. It takes about four days to the border, then you can either go with a caravan, or walk to Lo Mantang."