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Did I not look upon the coal when I fetched the eggs?”

“Sorrowful it is you can find no errand. Wise would be to speech to the male bach.”

“Dear little me! I'll go round and ask the tailor if he is expecting parcels from the station.” “Do you now. You won't be losing money if you can find a little errand.”

At dawn Simon rose and went to Castellybryn. In going over the bridge of Avon Teify he halted and closed his eyes and prayed. This is his prayer: “Powerful Big Man bach, deal you fair by your little servant. And if Shinkins, Shop General, says, ‘I am not the father of your wench’s child,’ strike him dead. We know he is. Ask you Bertha Daviss. Have we not seen his name on the gatepost? This, Jesus bach, in the name of the little White Jesus.”

Outside Shop General he called in a loud voice: “William Shinkins, where he