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Page 23
... Aiyo ! aiyo ! the weary way you've cried ; Hush , child , hush , pressed close against my side . " Aiyo ! aiyo ! will the trees never end ? Our women's feet are weary ; O Great One , send Night on us , that our wanderings may end ...
... Aiyo ! aiyo ! the weary way you've cried ; Hush , child , hush , pressed close against my side . " Aiyo ! aiyo ! will the trees never end ? Our women's feet are weary ; O Great One , send Night on us , that our wanderings may end ...
Page 62
... Aiyo ! aiyo ! they take even my daughter from me . Is there money in the house ? No. Is there rice ? No. Is there kurakkan , or chillies , or jaggery , * or salt even ? The house is empty . But there is always something for the thief to ...
... Aiyo ! aiyo ! they take even my daughter from me . Is there money in the house ? No. Is there rice ? No. Is there kurakkan , or chillies , or jaggery , * or salt even ? The house is empty . But there is always something for the thief to ...
Page 179
... Aiyo ! then we are ruined ! " " Why ? what is it ? " " We are ruined . Only the Agent Hamadoru could help us , and now it will be too late . Our chena is taken from us . Aiyo ! Aiyo ! " " Is this one of Fernando's games ? They say that ...
... Aiyo ! then we are ruined ! " " Why ? what is it ? " " We are ruined . Only the Agent Hamadoru could help us , and now it will be too late . Our chena is taken from us . Aiyo ! Aiyo ! " " Is this one of Fernando's games ? They say that ...
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afraid Agent Hamadoru aiya Aiyo anger angry Appochchi Arachchi asked Babehami Babun Beddagama began Beragama brother Buddha called charm chena crop child cloth Colombo compound dagobas daughter deer devil elephant evil eyes father fear felt Fernando fever fool girl give grain hami hand hang headman hear heard Hinni Hinnihami hunter judge jungle Kamburupitiya kapurala Karlinahami kill knew Korala Mahatmaya kunji kurakkan kurunies laughed leave Leonard Woolf listened live looked magistrate months morning Mudalali Nanchohami never night path peon pilgrims prison Punchi Menika Punchirala rain Ratemahatmaya rice Rodiya round sanyasi side silence Silindu Sinhalese slowly squatted stood strange talk Tamils tank tell temple thing thought tired told took track trees trouble understand veddas vederala village walked watched wife wild woman women words yakka Yakkini yakko