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Updated: May 4, 2025
What is the text on the wall? 'Prepare your deeds for the Lord. The Beybile is the most religious deed. Farewell for now," and he pretended to go away. Holding the sleeve of his White Shirt, the woman separated her toothless gums and fashioned her wrinkled face in grief. "Two tens he has," she croaked. "And his shirt is clean.
"My deeds are recorded in the archives of the House of Commons and the Cymrodorion Society." "Clap up," Towy admonished Ben. "My religious actions can't be counted." Lowering his eyes the Overseer murmured: "I am not the Lord." "For why did you not say that?" cried Towy. He stepped to the Overseer. "Hap you are Apostle Shames. A splendid photo of Shames is in the Beybile with pictures.
Dirty am I; buried I was as I was found, and the shovelers beat the soil through the top of the coffin. Do much will I for one Beybile." "A poor dab you are," said Towy. "Many deeds you have? But no odds to me." "Four I have." "Woe for you, unfortunate." "Iss-iss, horrid is my plight," the woman whined. "Little I did for Him." "Don't draw tears. For eternity you'll weep.
Hope I do that right enough are your four. Recite them to me, old woman." "I ate rats to provide a Beybile to the Respected," the woman trembled. "You are pathetic," Towy said. "Hie and get your tokens and have that poor one will I because of my pity for you."
Here is a massive Beybile for your four deeds." "Take him one. Handy will three be in the minute of the questioning." "Refusing the Beybile bach you are. Also the hymn-book old and new notations I present for four. Stupid am I as the pigger's prentice who bought the litter in the belly." "Be him soft and sell for one." "I cannot say less. No relation you are to me.
"There's little comfort in medecyne," Silas observed. "Not much use is the stuff if the Lord is calling you home. Calling you home. Shall I read you a piece from the Beybile of the Welsh? It is a great pity you have forgot the language of your mother." "I did not hear you," said John. "Don't you trouble to say it over." He drank the medicine. "Unfortunate was the row about the Mermaid Agency.
The woman told her deeds in Heaven's Record Office, and she was given four white tablets on which her deeds were inscribed; and the rat tablet Towy took from her. "Faith and hope are tidy heifers," he said, "but a stallion is charity. Priceless Beybile I give you, sinner." As he moved away Towy cried in the manner of one selling by auction: "This is the beloved Beybile of Jesus.
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