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Put him up against the wall ! ' They dragged me over to the wall . The porter's wife , dishevelled , rushed out of the lodge . She clutched their arms . ' Children ! Comrades ! I know him ! That's our lodger . He never shot at you .
Put him up against the wall ! ' They dragged me over to the wall . The porter's wife , dishevelled , rushed out of the lodge . She clutched their arms . ' Children ! Comrades ! I know him ! That's our lodger . He never shot at you .
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I climbed the steep iron ladder as far as the dusty little window —it was more like a deep slit in the wall . Looking out , I could see the edge of Theatre Square and the side - wall of the Metropole . Bent double , Red soldiers were ...
I climbed the steep iron ladder as far as the dusty little window —it was more like a deep slit in the wall . Looking out , I could see the edge of Theatre Square and the side - wall of the Metropole . Bent double , Red soldiers were ...
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We stopped by the wall . I couldn't see it in the dark , but I knew the rough stone surface must offer footholds . ' Over the wall , quick , ' I whispered to Yasha . ' In one go . It's our last chance . We've nothing to lose .
We stopped by the wall . I couldn't see it in the dark , but I knew the rough stone surface must offer footholds . ' Over the wall , quick , ' I whispered to Yasha . ' In one go . It's our last chance . We've nothing to lose .
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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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