offered to return with him. Wearily I took myself back to Lancaster Gate at midnight, disappointed. Margaret met me with a very serious face. She said that Baba was waiting for me upstairs and I was to go up and say goodnight.

There had been a misunderstanding and Ghani had gotten into serious trouble for taking it upon himself to stop the boy from coming back with me. Baba had sent all to bed early and sat up waiting for the boy to come. There was Baba sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the five Indians standing, awaiting my explanation. Young Adi, seeing Baba's distress, was annoyed with Ghani and called him a fool. I felt terribly sorry for Ghani whose only thought had been to help and serve Baba. Moreover, had it not been for Ghani, I would never have gone to such lengths to find the boy. He had urged us all to search incessantly for the right boy — strong, well-built, energetic, spiritually-minded — as it would be through him that Baba meant to work for the benefit of youth in the coming spiritual upheaval.

Baba would not soften toward Ghani and said that, if the boy did not turn up in the morning at six, Ghani would have to return to India and not accompany him to the U.S.A. on the next Saturday. We were then sent to bed. The boy did turn up and spent most of the day, but he was too heavy a type and not sensitive enough. I had felt this, but Baba wished to judge for himself.

Before this, Adi. Sr. had been sent back to India and did not go to the U.S.A., because he had gone, uncommanded by Baba, to help two of us push a car up the road. It may have been due to Baba's requirements for the work in India. Those who read this may learn that absolute obedience is next to love with Baba. He shows no leniency when an order is disobeyed. True, knowing how difficult this is for Westerners, he is less strict in this respect, but he never tires of pointing out the comparison between the Eastern and Western followers. However, Baba said there is one thing that the Westerners have which the Easterners have not. When asked what this was, Baba remained silent and would not answer.

I asked Adi if he was not sad to go and he replied, "Why should I be sad when I am going to do Baba's work? I want nothing else. I would like to be with him, but to work for him is my first concern." Adi was very different than his brother, Rustom, in character — quieter, easier, but equally brave and strong. We all liked him.

In Lugano we had searched for boys everywhere, in the hotels, etc. But religion, education, and the Swiss dislike for travel rendered our search unsuccessful. I wrote endless letters and cables home during our 9-day stay to get a boy to come out to Lugano. I wrote to my friend, Will Suggett, who was then working up on Tyneside in social and educational work. He did not understand my