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I WAS , OF COURSE , A LITTLE BOY Inspector Bodyansky walked briskly up to us in our third - year classroom . He was wearing a new uniform coat . The inspector's eyes shone with cunning . We all stood up .
I WAS , OF COURSE , A LITTLE BOY Inspector Bodyansky walked briskly up to us in our third - year classroom . He was wearing a new uniform coat . The inspector's eyes shone with cunning . We all stood up .
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Mama was making plans of how she would put the place in order and make it prosper by insignificant expenditures of the kind that “ Aunt Vera , of course , with her carelessness , would never think of . " Mama was not in the slightest ...
Mama was making plans of how she would put the place in order and make it prosper by insignificant expenditures of the kind that “ Aunt Vera , of course , with her carelessness , would never think of . " Mama was not in the slightest ...
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But she , of course , without any experience , never noticed it . She was a very young woman , really nothing but a girl . I tried to start a conversation with her , even though this was strictly forbidden for us waiters .
But she , of course , without any experience , never noticed it . She was a very young woman , really nothing but a girl . I tried to start a conversation with her , even though this was strictly forbidden for us waiters .
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