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Page 168
At the slightest whiff of some unfamiliar smell oozing out of goodness knows
where , the gas - mask had immediately to be put on as a protection against
suffocation . All this life on the building site took place in the darkness of the polar
night .
At the slightest whiff of some unfamiliar smell oozing out of goodness knows
where , the gas - mask had immediately to be put on as a protection against
suffocation . All this life on the building site took place in the darkness of the polar
night .
Page 170
It was night by the time we sped into the streets of Solikamsk . Past us rushed
lonely and bright electric lamp - posts , low stone houses like chandlers ' shops ,
white alabaster churches , cast - iron plates hanging on low posts at street
corners .
It was night by the time we sped into the streets of Solikamsk . Past us rushed
lonely and bright electric lamp - posts , low stone houses like chandlers ' shops ,
white alabaster churches , cast - iron plates hanging on low posts at street
corners .
Page 201
I came to in the Botkin hospital in Moscow in the middle of the night . I was lying
in bed under an open window , and through it came a strong smell of lime trees in
full bloom in the garden . It was only in hospital that I learned from old Professor ...
I came to in the Botkin hospital in Moscow in the middle of the night . I was lying
in bed under an open window , and through it came a strong smell of lime trees in
full bloom in the garden . It was only in hospital that I learned from old Professor ...
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