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Page 10
... strange , unconscious way , in the same unconscious way in which the wild buffalo loves the wallow , and the leopard his lair among the rocks . Silent , inert , and sullen he worked in the chena or squatted about his compound , but when ...
... strange , unconscious way , in the same unconscious way in which the wild buffalo loves the wallow , and the leopard his lair among the rocks . Silent , inert , and sullen he worked in the chena or squatted about his compound , but when ...
Page 16
... strange and silent children , sitting one on either side of him in a long , thoughtless trance . And they learnt to believe all he told them about the strange world of jungle which surrounded them , the world of devils , animals , and ...
... strange and silent children , sitting one on either side of him in a long , thoughtless trance . And they learnt to believe all he told them about the strange world of jungle which surrounded them , the world of devils , animals , and ...
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... strange place ? Can I take the woman and the child with me ? I have no house there , and no money to buy in the bazaar . Among strangers and in strange places evil comes . Here my father lived , and his father before him , in this house ...
... strange place ? Can I take the woman and the child with me ? I have no house there , and no money to buy in the bazaar . Among strangers and in strange places evil comes . Here my father lived , and his father before him , in this house ...
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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