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Rhys asked: “Explain him to me his little errand now, dear stranger.”

“Little man who sells things in a shop, why for will he plead? Take him me now hasty to the place.”

“Tell him me then at once quickly,” said Rhys.

“Has he not heard of this infamy? Man, man, Samuel the son of Satan has hanged his clay.”

“Solemn! Solemn!” “Was not the nanny-goat the father of Esther’s child? Esther the daughter of Shon of the Boats?”

“Speak he like that now?”

“Was there not a meeting of First Men the last night, and did I not accuse him? ‘You put her big,’ I speeched.” “Talk in that manner then?” said Rhys of the Shop. “What glory has ever come from a miscarrying woman?” Rhys Shop and Hugh Morgan went into the house of Owen and Shan.