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It tore across the causeway in a cold cascade. It was late and dark, and there was
not a single star over our heads. Moisture rising from the thawing earth beat at
our faces with a wild freshness. And all the time someone was shouting slowly on
...
It tore across the causeway in a cold cascade. It was late and dark, and there was
not a single star over our heads. Moisture rising from the thawing earth beat at
our faces with a wild freshness. And all the time someone was shouting slowly on
...
Page 136
Mama felt cold and kept her hands in her muff. Galya stuck close to her. In the last
year her vision had grown worse. She was confused by the crowd and frightened
by the locomotive whistles. Mama made the sign of the cross over me, kissed ...
Mama felt cold and kept her hands in her muff. Galya stuck close to her. In the last
year her vision had grown worse. She was confused by the crowd and frightened
by the locomotive whistles. Mama made the sign of the cross over me, kissed ...
Page 195
Then a cold fog blew out of the swamps. We got back to the farm, wet and cold,
while it was still early morning. ... I liked the cold Braginka, the bandits'
underbrush, the puzzling horseshoe marks on the road which had not been there
the night ...
Then a cold fog blew out of the swamps. We got back to the farm, wet and cold,
while it was still early morning. ... I liked the cold Braginka, the bandits'
underbrush, the puzzling horseshoe marks on the road which had not been there
the night ...
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Bibliographic information
| Title | The Story of a Life, Volume 2 |
| Author | Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Publisher | Vintage Books, 1967 |
| Original from | Pennsylvania State University |
| Digitized | 23 Nov 2009 |
| Length | 661 pages |
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