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III The days passed peacefully at Basra, but I dreaded dreaded the the prospect of transporting Mij to England, and to prospect Camusfearna. The British airline to London would was in great fear of something that not fly animals, so I booked a flight to Paris on would happen in the another airline, and from there to London. The future airline insisted that Mij should be packed into a box not more than eighteen inches square, to be carried on the floor at my feet. I had a box made, and an hour before we started, I put Mij into the box so that he would become accustomed to it, and left for a hurried meal. When I returned, there was an appalling an appalling spectacle. There was complete silence from the box, spectacle but from its airholes and chinks around the lid, a shocking scene blood had trickled and dried. I whipped off the lock whipped off and tore open the lid, and Mij, exhausted and blood- quickly took off spattered, whimpered and caught at my leg. He had torn the lining of the box to shreds; when I removed the last of it so that there were no cutting edges 85 left, it was just ten minutes until the time of the flight, and the airport was five miles distant. I put the miserable Mij back into the box, holding down the lid with my hand. I sat in the back of the car with the box beside me as the driver tore through the streets of Basra ricochetting bullet i like a ricochetting bullet. The aircraft was waiting b to take off; I was rushed through to it by infuriated a bullet which l officials. Luckily, the seat booked for me was at changes direction e the extreme front. I covered the floor around my after hitting a surfaOe infuriated t feet with newspapers, rang for the air hostess, very angry r and gave her a parcel of fish (for Mij) to keep in a cool place. I took her into my confidence about the took her into my events of the last half hour. I have retained the confidence here, shared with most profound admiration for that air hostess; she her my experiences was the very queen of her kind. She suggested or secrets that I might prefer to have my pet on my knee, and I could have kissed her hand in the depth of my gratitude. But, not knowing otters, I was quite unprepared for what followed. Reprint 2026-27