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Page 202
The fog had its own sounds . They began just before it thinned out . There was a
faint rustling . Moisture collected on the trees , ran down the black branches and
dropped rustling to the ground . Breaking into this confused , soft sound would ...
The fog had its own sounds . They began just before it thinned out . There was a
faint rustling . Moisture collected on the trees , ran down the black branches and
dropped rustling to the ground . Breaking into this confused , soft sound would ...
Page 213
There was no wind , and no one could see me from outside . I lay down on a
wicker chaise - longue , wrapped myself in the blanket and stayed until dawn ,
listening to the night . The sea murmured endlessly . The sound of the long
breakers ...
There was no wind , and no one could see me from outside . I lay down on a
wicker chaise - longue , wrapped myself in the blanket and stayed until dawn ,
listening to the night . The sea murmured endlessly . The sound of the long
breakers ...
Page 220
Only the sound of the ' International drifted faintly from the town . A jet of steam ,
spurting up at the grey sky , and a hoarse , quavering whistle came from the
bridge of one of the ships . Immediately taking up the sound , all the other ships ...
Only the sound of the ' International drifted faintly from the town . A jet of steam ,
spurting up at the grey sky , and a hoarse , quavering whistle came from the
bridge of one of the ships . Immediately taking up the sound , all the other ships ...
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Contents
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
The Hall with the Fountain | 58 |
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