Ah Seng is having a haircut at the barber shop run by Murthy in the village.
Ah Seng: I was here last month and you were not here. I was told you were on holiday in India.
Murthy: That's right, I was on my annual visit to my family in Madras.
Ah Seng: Oh, visiting your wife, I suppose.
Murthy: (Laughing.) And my two children!
Ah Seng: (Teasing him.) And another one in about nine months' time.
Murthy: I hope, I hope.
The haircut done, Ah Seng pays him a dollar for it, waves and goes out of the shop.
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