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Did she repent her hasty action? How does she show her repentance?

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Did she repent her hasty action? How does she show her repentance?

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Yes, she repented her hasty and rash action, she realized that the mongoose had actually saved her child by killing the black snake. She rushed outside looking for the mongoose. She repented by saying “Oh ! what have I done? I killed you who had saved my son!”. She touched the mongoose that lay dead and still unaware of her sobbing. She stared long at the dead mongoose.
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पाठ 2: The Friendly Mongoose - Questions [पृष्ठ ६]

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पाठ 2 The Friendly Mongoose
Questions | Q 5 | पृष्ठ ६

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