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Page 12
... never end ? Our women's feet are weary ; O Great One , send Night on us , that our wanderings may end . ' Hush , child , hush , thy father leads the way , Thy mother's feet are weary , but the day Will end somewhere for the followers in ...
... never end ? Our women's feet are weary ; O Great One , send Night on us , that our wanderings may end . ' Hush , child , hush , thy father leads the way , Thy mother's feet are weary , but the day Will end somewhere for the followers in ...
Page 26
... never thought about the motives and intentions of those around him , and Babehami always had some excuse for refusing a loan or pressing for payment of the body tax . He did not become conscious of Babehami's enmity , or aware that many ...
... never thought about the motives and intentions of those around him , and Babehami always had some excuse for refusing a loan or pressing for payment of the body tax . He did not become conscious of Babehami's enmity , or aware that many ...
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... never come out . Surely I should know . My son was sent there . He never came out . The case was in this town , and I came here and spent all I had for him . Then I thought I will wait here until they let him out ; but he never came ...
... never come out . Surely I should know . My son was sent there . He never came out . The case was in this town , and I came here and spent all I had for him . Then I thought I will wait here until they let him out ; but he never came ...
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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