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In spite of the failure of the uprising , my father came home excited , his face still flushed by the frost in Moscow . He was firmly convinced that a general uprising all over Russia and our long - awaited freedom were no longer ...
In spite of the failure of the uprising , my father came home excited , his face still flushed by the frost in Moscow . He was firmly convinced that a general uprising all over Russia and our long - awaited freedom were no longer ...
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His face expressed a scornful bewilderment . Then he slowly looked Panna Kozlovskaya over from head to feet , smiled , snapped his fingers loudly , whistled , and walked on . When the battle began , I walked out into the park .
His face expressed a scornful bewilderment . Then he slowly looked Panna Kozlovskaya over from head to feet , smiled , snapped his fingers loudly , whistled , and walked on . When the battle began , I walked out into the park .
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the officer said , and he lifted his eyebrows and made a face . “ I am simply shattered by what you say . If I had known you were going to be good enough even to appear , I would have had a military orchestra for you .
the officer said , and he lifted his eyebrows and made a face . “ I am simply shattered by what you say . If I had known you were going to be good enough even to appear , I would have had a military orchestra for you .
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