Henry was a
clerk working in a Government Department in Colombo. When he received a
transfer order to work in a remote outstation, he did not protest because he
was a happy-go-lucky bachelor of 24 years of age in search of adventure.
Henry booked accommodation in the house of a friend’s relative, a hop, step and
a jump from the new office, and at the end of the month, he bade farewell to
his parents and departed to his new station. When he got down from the bus at
his destination he looked around to enjoy the beauties of nature of the country
side. "How beautiful," he exclaimed expanding his chest and inhaling
the delicious morning air. However, unlike the busy metropolis, there was not a
soul to be seen even to make enquiries about the road he had to take to his boarding
house. He saw a cottage nearby and approaching it, whom did he see? There
seated on the steps was a girl, very beautiful so much so that he thought she
was an angel incarnate. When he spoke to her she did not reply, but ran inside
the house and came back with her mother. On his repeating the enquiry, the old
lady gave him the necessary instructions saying that the road he had taken was the
correct one. He thanked her, surveyed the girl again, and reluctantly went
away.
Thereafter When passing that .way Henry spoke to the girl on days she was out
in the garden and to his annoyance she only smiled never spoke to him.
Nevertheless, he could not remove her out of his mind. After spending sleepless
nights thinking of her, Henry told himself, “Faint heart never won fair
lady" and went to see the girl's father one day. The old man who has
visited Henry 's office on business (he was the owner of two lorries transporting
agricultural produce Colombo) welcomed Henry with open arms. They discussed
various matters concerning the old man's business till the girl's mother prepared
and brought two cups of tea for them. At last Henry told the old man that the
purpose of his visit was to ask for the hand of his daughter in marriage.
"Aiyo, mahathmaya," said the old man in a sad voice. "I think
you don't know that my pretty daughter can neither hear nor speak. She is both
stone deaf and dumb!"
Henry’s chagrin knew no bounds. He wished that the earth would open up and
devour him.

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