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Page 5
... trees it is very still and very hot ; for the sterile earth is covered with this thorny matted undergrowth , through which the wind cannot force its way . The sound of the great wind rushing over the tree - tops makes the silence below ...
... trees it is very still and very hot ; for the sterile earth is covered with this thorny matted undergrowth , through which the wind cannot force its way . The sound of the great wind rushing over the tree - tops makes the silence below ...
Page 50
... trees of the ruined village of Bogama obsessed his mind : he knew that ruin waited for him there , and yet a horrible desire to see them was always present with him . He could no longer remain in the hut or compound : he wandered ...
... trees of the ruined village of Bogama obsessed his mind : he knew that ruin waited for him there , and yet a horrible desire to see them was always present with him . He could no longer remain in the hut or compound : he wandered ...
Page 166
... trees , which the south - west wind had tortured into grotesque shapes . The skin , too , on her face and thin limbs reminded one of the bark of the jungle trees ; it was shrunken against the bones , and wrinkled , and here and there ...
... trees , which the south - west wind had tortured into grotesque shapes . The skin , too , on her face and thin limbs reminded one of the bark of the jungle trees ; it was shrunken against the bones , and wrinkled , and here and there ...
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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