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And among his bones lay a bunch of peacock feathers that he had collected and
tied together with a piece of creeper, and his betelcase, and the key of his house,
and the tattered fragments of his red cloth. In the fork of one of the thorn-bushes ...
She covered her head with a cloth and lay down on the bare ground. For the first
time the bareness and fear and wildness of life had fallen from her; she fell
asleep in the peace of well-being, and the merit which she had acquired.
There the kapuralas, blindfolded, took the god, hidden by the cloth, from the
elephant, and carried him up the steps of the temple. Again, the pilgrims shouted
the god's name, and women pressed forward to touch the kapurala as he passed,
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - kaitanya64 - LibraryThing
Set in colonial Ceylon, this novel is vivid and readable. While the author clearly illustrates a particular culture and time, that of a rural family in the "dry" forest area, where life is ... Read full review
LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - Steve38 - LibraryThing
Dear me but this is a depressing book. Everything that can go wrong does go wrong for the main characters. Written from the point of view of impoverished, uneducated jungle dwellers in Sri Lanka by ... Read full review