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... faces puffed with dropsy , their arms and legs thin , twisted little sticks . The spirit of the jungle is in the ... face of a grey monkey and the long , silent , sliding step , should be thought slightly mad , was not immediately ...
... faces puffed with dropsy , their arms and legs thin , twisted little sticks . The spirit of the jungle is in the ... face of a grey monkey and the long , silent , sliding step , should be thought slightly mad , was not immediately ...
Page 138
... face . It was the face of the grey monkeys which leap above the jungle among the tree - tops , and peer down at you through the branches ; a face scarred and pinched by suffering and weariness and fear . It was 138 The Village in the ...
... face . It was the face of the grey monkeys which leap above the jungle among the tree - tops , and peer down at you through the branches ; a face scarred and pinched by suffering and weariness and fear . It was 138 The Village in the ...
Page 160
... face , when he saw that it was Silindu . A great change had come over him in the short time during which he had been in prison . His skin , a sickly yellow colour , seemed to have shrunk with the flesh and muscle , which had wasted ; he ...
... face , when he saw that it was Silindu . A great change had come over him in the short time during which he had been in prison . His skin , a sickly yellow colour , seemed to have shrunk with the flesh and muscle , which had wasted ; he ...
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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