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Page 111
I did not argue with her , but considered , of course , that I was right and she was
wrong . In the course of one of our Sunday walks in the country we met a young
soldier on the bank of the Bystraya Sosna . He was sitting on a dry log , cutting a
...
I did not argue with her , but considered , of course , that I was right and she was
wrong . In the course of one of our Sunday walks in the country we met a young
soldier on the bank of the Bystraya Sosna . He was sitting on a dry log , cutting a
...
Page 121
Vavilov set himself the task of ' mobilizing the vegetable capital of the entire world
' and concentrating in the USSR the whole stock of high - quality seeds , created
by nature and man in the course of thousands of years . This gigantic task ...
Vavilov set himself the task of ' mobilizing the vegetable capital of the entire world
' and concentrating in the USSR the whole stock of high - quality seeds , created
by nature and man in the course of thousands of years . This gigantic task ...
Page 135
16 An Ancient Map In the course of my stay in Livny the geologist Alexey Shatsky
showed me an old map of the eastern coastline of the Caspian Sea . I copied it
and even made a few very discreet additions to it . I added , or rather marked on it
...
16 An Ancient Map In the course of my stay in Livny the geologist Alexey Shatsky
showed me an old map of the eastern coastline of the Caspian Sea . I copied it
and even made a few very discreet additions to it . I added , or rather marked on it
...
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