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Page 22
Then I give him another good shake and he finds his legs again ! I take no other measures . Out of compassion . ' Father Peter seemed to shrivel up . The plaits at the back of his head were shaking . ' Now take , say , this deaf priest ...
Then I give him another good shake and he finds his legs again ! I take no other measures . Out of compassion . ' Father Peter seemed to shrivel up . The plaits at the back of his head were shaking . ' Now take , say , this deaf priest ...
Page 108
“ Thank God it does give them a sense of well - being , ' old Mrs Shatsky would say , ' at least it gives them time to think a little and get back their morale . All these questions of yours or problems or whatever , are quite enough to ...
“ Thank God it does give them a sense of well - being , ' old Mrs Shatsky would say , ' at least it gives them time to think a little and get back their morale . All these questions of yours or problems or whatever , are quite enough to ...
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Taya would give a little scream and look at me nervously , hoping I would not believe all this . Whenever the geologist launched out on the theme of the Devonian limestone Nina would signal to me unobtrusively that I should listen and ...
Taya would give a little scream and look at me nervously , hoping I would not believe all this . Whenever the geologist launched out on the theme of the Devonian limestone Nina would signal to me unobtrusively that I should listen and ...
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Map page | 9 |
The Last Meeting II | 11 |
The Silent Fields | 18 |
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