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... evil , but no jungle is more evil than that which lay about the village of Beddagama . If you climb one of the bare rocks that jut up out of it , you will see the jungle stretched out below you for mile upon mile on all sides . It looks ...
... evil , but no jungle is more evil than that which lay about the village of Beddagama . If you climb one of the bare rocks that jut up out of it , you will see the jungle stretched out below you for mile upon mile on all sides . It looks ...
Page 81
... evil powers that stood around him eager for their opportunity . After the first wild outburst of grief , Punchi Menika and Hinnihami felt their loss less than Silindu . The death of the child is what every mother must continually expect ...
... evil powers that stood around him eager for their opportunity . After the first wild outburst of grief , Punchi Menika and Hinnihami felt their loss less than Silindu . The death of the child is what every mother must continually expect ...
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... evil on themselves by their blindness . What happiness is there in it , my son ? The deer and the pig , they too are upon the path . It was greater sin to kill them than the other two . For those two , you say , were bringing evil upon ...
... evil on themselves by their blindness . What happiness is there in it , my son ? The deer and the pig , they too are upon the path . It was greater sin to kill them than the other two . For those two , you say , were bringing evil upon ...
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aiya Aiyo Arachchi asked Babehami Babun became Beddagama began better bring brother brought called carrying charm chena child clear cloth comes compound court crop daughter dead deer devil died evil eyes face father fear felt Fernando followed fool girl give given Hamadoru hand hang head headman hear heard Hinnihami hunter interpreter judge jungle Kamburupitiya Karlinahami kill knew Korala laughed leave listen live looked Mahatmaya mind months morning Mudalali never night once passed path perhaps prison Punchi Menika Punchirala rain returned rice road round seemed seen side silence Silindu Sinhalese slowly speak stand stood story strange talk tell temple thing thought told took track trees trouble true turned understand vederala village voice walked watched wife wild wind woman women