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Page 87
Someone fired a shot and the door cracked . It was pounded with rifle - butts . It
swayed on its hinges . ' Made to last ! the same hoarse voice said admiringly .
One leaf of the double door burst open and an electric torch flashed in my eyes .
Someone fired a shot and the door cracked . It was pounded with rifle - butts . It
swayed on its hinges . ' Made to last ! the same hoarse voice said admiringly .
One leaf of the double door burst open and an electric torch flashed in my eyes .
Page 114
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
followed her advice and run away , this wretched little man might indeed have
been ...
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
followed her advice and run away , this wretched little man might indeed have
been ...
Page 209
I opened my eyes , glanced at the bedside table , and felt the hair rise on my
head — the thermometer was very slowly rolling towards the edge of the table . I
wanted to shout but my voice died in my throat . I could see Yasha ' s terror -
stricken ...
I opened my eyes , glanced at the bedside table , and felt the hair rise on my
head — the thermometer was very slowly rolling towards the edge of the table . I
wanted to shout but my voice died in my throat . I could see Yasha ' s terror -
stricken ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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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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