Story of a Life: In that dawn |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 9
Page 114
Pan Kturenda gave a sob, dived down and tried to kiss my hand. I snatched it
away. Amalia stood in the doorway, watching him through narrowed eyes. Never
before had I seen such a mean expression on her face. It struck me that, if I had ...
Pan Kturenda gave a sob, dived down and tried to kiss my hand. I snatched it
away. Amalia stood in the doorway, watching him through narrowed eyes. Never
before had I seen such a mean expression on her face. It struck me that, if I had ...
Page 133
One of the busiest centres for the manufacture of money as well as of hooch was
Pan Kturenda's room. Ever since the pompous little man had pushed me into the
Hetman's army, he showed me an affection rather like that of the hangman for ...
One of the busiest centres for the manufacture of money as well as of hooch was
Pan Kturenda's room. Ever since the pompous little man had pushed me into the
Hetman's army, he showed me an affection rather like that of the hangman for ...
Page 134
'I can paint,' Kturenda said importantly, sticking out his lip with its cropped little
moustache, 'I can paint up to three a day. Sometimes even five. It depends ... No
one is going to lay a finger on Pan Kturenda.' 'It's not prison I'm afraid of,' the old ...
'I can paint,' Kturenda said importantly, sticking out his lip with its cropped little
moustache, 'I can paint up to three a day. Sometimes even five. It depends ... No
one is going to lay a finger on Pan Kturenda.' 'It's not prison I'm afraid of,' the old ...
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Contents
Whirlpool pagej 2 Blue Torches | 23 |
3 The Journalists Cafe | 56 |
4 The Hall with the Fountain | 58 |
Copyright | |
16 other sections not shown
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
Amalia Anarchists Antoshchenko arms army asked Atamans Bolsheviks Boulevard broken bullet burst cigarette Commander Commissar Cossack crowd dark Denikin Dnieper Dodya door driver empty everything eyes face fire flowers front Gaidamaks Galya garden gate gave German girl greatcoat grey hall hand head heard hell Hetman hung journalists Junkers Khvat Kiev knew Left SRs listen lived looked Lucienna machine-gun Makhno Mama Martov Maximilian Voloshin morning Moscow Nazarov never night Odessa once Pan Kturenda Pavlo Skoropadski Petlyura Petrograd platform priests pulled quiet realised Red Army Red Guards regiment revolution rifle round Russia seemed Shchelkunov shot shouted silence Simbirsk sitting smell smiled smoke soldiers sound Soviet station stood stopped street suddenly talk thought took town train Treaty of Brest-Litovsk turned Tverskoy Boulevard Ukraine Ukrainian voice wagon waiting walked wall whistle wind window woman yard Yasha young
Bibliographic information
| Title | Story of a Life: In that dawn Volume 3 of Story of a Life, Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Author | Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Translated by | Manya Harari |
| Publisher | Harvill Press, 1967 |
| Export Citation | BiBTeX EndNote RefMan |