my dog and my mongoose ware my sole companions, fresh from the jungle The latter graw at my side, slept in my bed. and ate at my table. No one can imagine the affectionate of a mongoose. little pet was faliar with every minute of my day to day life. She trampled all over my long papers and raced after me all day long. She curled up between my shoulder and my head at siesta time and slept there the fitful, electric sleep of wild animals. She accompanied me on my long walks by the sea shore. I learned what true Loneliness was in those days and years in Wellawatte. During all that time
I slept on a field cot like a soldier. All had for company were a table, and the two Chairs for my work, strong up the shore I would come to the elephants bathing hole. With my dog alongside, my companion I couldn’t ged lost. He was my companion, my guardian who always protected me. 
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