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 the threshold of Danyrefail. ‘The children of Capel Sion,’ said the little white Jesus, ‘are walking in the ways of the Bad Man.’”

“Pedr bach,” said Sadrach the Large, “have you care now. Don’t you, little male, trifle with the name of the Big Man.” Pedr closed his ears against the warning.

“The Big Man is angry with you,” he resumed, “and His anger consumes like the fire which ate up the hay of Griffith Graig, though His mercy is as the waters of Morfa. ‘Pedr bach,’ said the little white Jesus, ‘tell you them to turn away from their adulterous ways, for when the Lord hurteth a man He hurteth him to death. Tell you them that they are as wicked as the old blacks of Sodom.’” Sadrach the Small flung a rake at Pedr’s head.

“Now, now, that is not like the off-spring of a religious father,” Sadrach the Large rebuked his son. “Be you calm, my child. The temptation is great, but