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Chapter Three-1
Chapter ThreeBy the time they reached Hyderabad Sita had, with some difficulty, because it was hard to extract any information from her uncle, learnt that it was the Capital of the Nizam’s Dominion, and the largest and therefore the most influential Province in the whole country. It was situated amongst trees and artificial lakes, surrounded by bare granite hills and weirdly shaped rocks that looked as if they had been thrown about by giants and Sita noticed that the crowds in the streets were different from those in Calcutta. Because Hyderabad was the last surviving fragment of the Mogul Empire there were people in Arab dress, descendants of the Chieftains and soldiers from Muscat and Hadramaut and, as somebody was to explain to her later, a prevailing atmosphere that was not so much Ar
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