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Page 49
I believe , ' he muttered , having forced me to edge round the table and sit close up to him , ' I believe I'm at last on the track of the library of Ivan the Terrible . I think I know where they've hidden it . In a few days I'll know .
I believe , ' he muttered , having forced me to edge round the table and sit close up to him , ' I believe I'm at last on the track of the library of Ivan the Terrible . I think I know where they've hidden it . In a few days I'll know .
Page 125
You've got to believe me . It's the first time I've told anyone . It's not a thing you can tell the gang . They'd make it dirty as soon as look at it and I swear to you on my old mother's head , I've never had anything better than this ...
You've got to believe me . It's the first time I've told anyone . It's not a thing you can tell the gang . They'd make it dirty as soon as look at it and I swear to you on my old mother's head , I've never had anything better than this ...
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Needless to say , we could not believe that even one of them would get there alive . One warm autumn morning , when the Whites still held a line between Orel and Kursk and were apparently safe in Kiev , we awoke early to the loud ...
Needless to say , we could not believe that even one of them would get there alive . One warm autumn morning , when the Whites still held a line between Orel and Kursk and were apparently safe in Kiev , we awoke early to the loud ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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| 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 |
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