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(1, 0) 498 |
Is it out yet, Mrs. Evans? |
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(1, 0) 504 |
Well, indeed, he'a a bit better, Mrs. Richards. |
(1, 0) 505 |
He was able to dig a few taters this morning. |
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(1, 0) 557 |
Well, only beginning she is, I suppose. |
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(1, 0) 559 |
I must say I've found her very nice-spoken. |
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(1, 0) 562 |
Yes, there you, many! |
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(1, 0) 600 |
Coming for the bread you were, Maggie fach? |
(1, 0) 601 |
Well, I hope some day you'll make bread as good as your mother's. |
(1, 0) 602 |
Such lovely bread I never did see! |
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(1, 0) 613 |
Three small you're baking all the time, I suppose? |
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(1, 0) 623 |
Well, I find it quite enough baking for a husband, to say nothing of a family─ |
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(1, 0) 633 |
Well, indeed, it shows a nice, feeling having them both. |
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(1, 0) 703 |
One each side of the fire-place─it's only tight, Mrs. Evans! |
(1, 0) 704 |
It wouldn't be fair to make a difference. |
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(1, 0) 751 |
Da iawn, merch i! |
(1, 0) 752 |
Ardderchog, yn y wir! |