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Page 125
... kill him ? ' - ' Babun is all right . I have told him . The Government do not kill . There is no killing here . But in the jungle , always killing – the leopard and jackal , and the hunter . Yes , and the hunter , always killing , the ...
... kill him ? ' - ' Babun is all right . I have told him . The Government do not kill . There is no killing here . But in the jungle , always killing – the leopard and jackal , and the hunter . Yes , and the hunter , always killing , the ...
Page 145
... kill like – like animals , like the leopard , sir . ' - ' Savages , you mean . Well , I don't know . I rather doubt it . You don't help the psychologist much , Ratemahatmaya . This man , now : I expect he's a quiet sort of man . All he ...
... kill like – like animals , like the leopard , sir . ' - ' Savages , you mean . Well , I don't know . I rather doubt it . You don't help the psychologist much , Ratemahatmaya . This man , now : I expect he's a quiet sort of man . All he ...
Page 156
... killed many deer and pig . ' ' Yes , yes , I am a hunter , but what of that , father , what of that ? ' - ' Each is a sin , for I told you , didn't I , that the Lord Buddha said , “ It is a sin to kill . " My son , you are a hunter ...
... killed many deer and pig . ' ' Yes , yes , I am a hunter , but what of that , father , what of that ? ' - ' Each is a sin , for I told you , didn't I , that the Lord Buddha said , “ It is a sin to kill . " My son , you are a hunter ...
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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