Like the red mouth of a rectum shrinking shut after ejecting waste,” the doors close noiselessly behind Captain Aiden Byrne as he leaves the chambers of the Duke of Buckingham. His plea to halt grain exports from Madras, Vizag, and Nagore for a few months to salvage the famine has all but fallen on deaf ears.
Book Review: An ice factory, the great famine and the mystery of missing Dalit workers