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Page 53
Then Zuzenko shivered and said crossly : ' How damn cold ! As cold as in a polar
cod canteen ! ' ( This was how he referred contemptuously to all polar countries . )
' Enough to make eyelids freeze together . Fantastic frost ! He was silent for a ...
Then Zuzenko shivered and said crossly : ' How damn cold ! As cold as in a polar
cod canteen ! ' ( This was how he referred contemptuously to all polar countries . )
' Enough to make eyelids freeze together . Fantastic frost ! He was silent for a ...
Page 57
Moscow was aflame with funerary fires . Men were waiting to be saved from
thousands of years of helpless sufferings . The man who knew what had to be
done was gone . He knew . Tomorrow he would be lowered into the ice - cold
earth .
Moscow was aflame with funerary fires . Men were waiting to be saved from
thousands of years of helpless sufferings . The man who knew what had to be
done was gone . He knew . Tomorrow he would be lowered into the ice - cold
earth .
Page 59
The mighty whistle spread far and wide - out into the cold , over the forests and
over the fields where the snows lay in one thick blanket . A minute passed , then
two . The engine went on screeching just as plaintively , just as mournfully and ...
The mighty whistle spread far and wide - out into the cold , over the forests and
over the fields where the snows lay in one thick blanket . A minute passed , then
two . The engine went on screeching just as plaintively , just as mournfully and ...
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