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Page 41
I had to take a train every day to go to the editorial office in Moscow , coming back
at midnight by the last train . Just before it left ... There was a great deal of looting
in suburban trains ( ʻundressing ' it was called at the time ) . The passengers ...
I had to take a train every day to go to the editorial office in Moscow , coming back
at midnight by the last train . Just before it left ... There was a great deal of looting
in suburban trains ( ʻundressing ' it was called at the time ) . The passengers ...
Page 42
The train gave a sudden jerk at a point , the boy was thrown upwards , he woke
up and , quite unexpectedly , started to shoot , screaming as he did so : ' Save me
, save me ! He was shooting like an experienced gangster , out of the pocket of ...
The train gave a sudden jerk at a point , the boy was thrown upwards , he woke
up and , quite unexpectedly , started to shoot , screaming as he did so : ' Save me
, save me ! He was shooting like an experienced gangster , out of the pocket of ...
Page 59
The train was approaching . Suddenly it shuddered . The brakes clanked and
screeched . The roar of the wheels ceased all at once and the train stopped in the
middle of the forest . The engine was breathing like a broken - winded horse .
The train was approaching . Suddenly it shuddered . The brakes clanked and
screeched . The roar of the wheels ceased all at once and the train stopped in the
middle of the forest . The engine was breathing like a broken - winded horse .
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