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“What is old Rhys giving for eggs now?”
“Five pennies for six. Big is the fortune the cheater is making.’
Beca dropped off her outer petticoat and drew a shawl over her head, and she got into bed; an hour later she was followed by Simon. In the morning she took to Shop Rhys three shillings’ worth of eggs.
This was the slack period between harvests, and Sara Jane went with Simon to Castellybryn; and while Simon was weighing the Schoolin’s pig she wandered hither and thither, and going over the bridge which spans Avon Teify she paused at the window of Jenkins Shop General, attracted thereto by the soaps and perfumes that were displayed.
“How you are?” said a young man at her side.
“Man bach, what for you fright me?” said Sara Jane. She was moved to step away, for she had heard read that the corners
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