Earthbred
"Smother your cry. Taken a shop too have I in Petersham. Rachel will look after this."
Mrs. Jenkins spoke to her husband with a low voice: "Witless you are. Let him speak figures."
"As you want if you like then," said Dai.
"A puzzle you demand this one minute," Evan murmured. "Thirty pounds would"
"Light is your head," Dai cried. "More than thirty gallons and a pram. Eighty I want for the shop and stock."
"I stop," Evan pronounced. Thirty-five can I give. No more and no less."
"Cute bargainer you are. Generous am I to give back five pounds for luck cash on spot. Much besides is my counter trade."
"Bring me papers for my eyes to see," said Evan.
Mrs. Jenkins rebuked Evan: "Hoity-
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