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Page 206
'Thugs,' I whispered to Yasha. 'Nonsense. Thugs don't work in such empty streets.
Let's check.' 'How?' 'By going up and talking to them, of course.' Yasha had a pet
theory — always meet danger face to face and head on. It had got him out of ...
'Thugs,' I whispered to Yasha. 'Nonsense. Thugs don't work in such empty streets.
Let's check.' 'How?' 'By going up and talking to them, of course.' Yasha had a pet
theory — always meet danger face to face and head on. It had got him out of ...
Page 210
Heedless of Nazarov's warning, I was again walking back from the office with
Yasha, late on an autumn evening. The only way to be safe in the streets at night
was to stick to certain rules: no smoking, talking or coughing; walk softly; keep ...
Heedless of Nazarov's warning, I was again walking back from the office with
Yasha, late on an autumn evening. The only way to be safe in the streets at night
was to stick to certain rules: no smoking, talking or coughing; walk softly; keep ...
Page 211
As we passed the doorway, Yasha stumbled. Afterwards, whenever we talked
about it, he insisted that the harder you try to do your best, the surer you are to be
brought to grief by some footling accident. Personally, I thought the whole trouble
...
As we passed the doorway, Yasha stumbled. Afterwards, whenever we talked
about it, he insisted that the harder you try to do your best, the surer you are to be
brought to grief by some footling accident. Personally, I thought the whole trouble
...
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Contents
Whirlpool pagej 2 Blue Torches | 23 |
3 The Journalists Cafe | 56 |
4 The Hall with the Fountain | 58 |
Copyright | |
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