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Page 35
... walked in the direction of Arbat Square . Following him , all the Junkers in turn went up to the man in the leather jacket , piled their rifles and cartridges at his feet , then , as slowly and wearily as their officer , walked away ...
... walked in the direction of Arbat Square . Following him , all the Junkers in turn went up to the man in the leather jacket , piled their rifles and cartridges at his feet , then , as slowly and wearily as their officer , walked away ...
Page 129
... walked to town , past the Church of St Cyril where I had once been as a child with my father and Vrubel . At that time , this whole neighbourhood , with its knotted elm trees and deep gullies overgrown with hawthorn , had seemed to me ...
... walked to town , past the Church of St Cyril where I had once been as a child with my father and Vrubel . At that time , this whole neighbourhood , with its knotted elm trees and deep gullies overgrown with hawthorn , had seemed to me ...
Page 210
... walked on the other side of the road , they would spot us much earlier . According to my reckoning , we would be in sight of the enemy five times longer . Our danger would there- fore be five times as great . But Yasha started off again ...
... walked on the other side of the road , they would spot us much earlier . According to my reckoning , we would be in sight of the enemy five times longer . Our danger would there- fore be five times as great . But Yasha started off again ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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