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Could pass away any day Shama had disapproved from the first and never gone to see the houseBiswas asked her, "Well, what you think?" Shama said, "Think? Me? Since when you start thinking that I could think anything? If I am not good enough to go and see your house, I don't see how I could be good enough to say what I thinkI bet you would be saying something different if it was your mother who was spending some of her dirty money to buy this house "Eh? You could only be happy if we just keep on living with your mother and the rest of your big, happy familyEh?" "I don't think anything_You_ have the money, _you_ want to buy house, and _I_ don't have to think anythingBiswas was negotiating for a house of his own had gone around Shama's familySuniti, a niece of twenty-seven, married, with two children, and abandoned for long periods by her husband, a handsome idler who looked after the railway buildings at Pokima Halt where trains stopped twice a day, Suniti said to Shama, "I hear that you come like a big-shot, Aunt She didn't miu miu clutch hide her amusement"Buying house and thing "Yes, child," Shama said, in her martyr's way The exchange took place on the back steps and reached the ears of MrBiswas, lying in pants and vest on the Slumberking bed in the room which contained most of the possessions he had gathered after forty-one yearsHe had carried on a war with Suniti ever since she was a child, but his contempt had never been able to quell her sarcasm"Shama," he shouted, "tell that girl to go back and help that worthless husband of hers to look after their goats at Pokima Halt The goats were an invention of MrBiswas which never failed to irritate Suniti"Goats!" she said to the yard, and sucked her teeth"Well, some people at least have goatsWhich is more than I could say for some other peopleBiswas said softly