But there is no pressure, no solicitation ; least
o f ^ all any trace of that covert discourtesy with
which British shopmen frighten sensitive people into
purchasing goods they do not desire. These good
people are well-bred in their way ; there is a Viennese
politeness about them : the Graben could do no better.
Some little way from Saya Pah’s, in another quarter
BURMESE P A IN T IN G
An abduction. Policeman to the rescue. The groom offers a bribe
of the town, I enter the house of a Kathd weaver,
where, in the squalid gloom, rich patterns grow into
beauty on the silken looms. It is not easy to distinguish
between a Kathe and a Burman, but close
observation reveals a difference, some elusive hint of
race, rather than any marked difference of feature.
Many generations ago, the ancestors of the Kathd
were brought here, prisoners of war, to Burma, and
