Story of a Life: In that dawnHarvill P., 1967 |
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... rifle in his hands , stood in the doorway . He gave me a fixed , wild look , pointed his rifle at me and shouted : ' Don't move ! Hands up ! ' I held up my hands . ' What've you got there , Dad ? ' a young voice asked from the corridor ...
... rifle in his hands , stood in the doorway . He gave me a fixed , wild look , pointed his rifle at me and shouted : ' Don't move ! Hands up ! ' I held up my hands . ' What've you got there , Dad ? ' a young voice asked from the corridor ...
Page 85
... rifle - fire in the distance , and once I heard the muffled rumble of an explosion . I was dying to smoke . In the end I could bear it no longer— I got out my cigarettes , crouched on the floor behind the arm- chair , and struck a match ...
... rifle - fire in the distance , and once I heard the muffled rumble of an explosion . I was dying to smoke . In the end I could bear it no longer— I got out my cigarettes , crouched on the floor behind the arm- chair , and struck a match ...
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... rifle - rack , seize our rifles and open fire . The orderlies caught Antoshchenko as he fell and dragged him down the corridor , out into the yard and the fresh air . His well- trained horse clicked after him , impassive as clock - work ...
... rifle - rack , seize our rifles and open fire . The orderlies caught Antoshchenko as he fell and dragged him down the corridor , out into the yard and the fresh air . His well- trained horse clicked after him , impassive as clock - work ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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