He would pretend to be a little boy coming to Margaret for his first dance lesson.
As directed, Chanji took Baba by the hand and led him into "class," introducing him as Thomas, his son who was to have dance lessons. "Come along, Thomas," Margaret said, taking him by the hand. She recalled: "Stepping forward, I showed him a simple one-two-three hop, one-two-three hop step. No obstacles. He took to it at once, and then hand in hand, we flew around the garden. And I really mean flew! He could move as no one else has ever moved — with joy, freedom, rhythm. The steps were not difficult, but Baba had such rhythm. I assure you that I have never enjoyed dancing so much! It was wonderful, quite extraordinary ... a truly lovely afternoon. And I knew without intellectualizing that dancing was, is, and always will be a part of God."
During their stay, Baba wished to walk to a distant beach. As they took off, the party spread out. This annoyed Baba. Calling them together, Baba stopped and indicated that he wished to go to the seashore, pointing in a specific direction where there was a beautiful tent. Herbert looked over an embankment wall and reported, "This is a private beach and it looks as if the owner is about to return. We will be trespassing. And no English gentleman would act in such a manner!" However, his sister Kitty said that Baba's slightest wish should be followed, and so what if the owner returned! Quite indignant, Herbert contrarily refused Baba's direct order to come along and join the others as they made their way to the beach.
As the group walked along the private beach, an old man with long hair and a beard, leading a little boy by the hand, came from the opposite direction. Strangely enough, the old man greeted Kaka in the Indian fashion of folding his hands to him. The old man walked back and forth in front of them, looking at Baba frequently.
Herbert eventually rejoined the group. Baba had gone into the tent and everyone was seated around him on cushions.
Baba severely reprimanded Herbert in front of everyone, "Did you think I asked you to come solely for your own enjoyment? While you were sitting up by the road, one of my agents whom I wanted you to see came and left. He was identical in appearance to my agent who you must contact in Warsaw when you go to Russia. By not seeing him here, your work there will be considerably more difficult."