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Page 21
I sometimes heard Mama and Aunt Dosia pitying Hannah for something . I
wanted to know what they were saying , but they always stopped talking as soon
as I came near . On Ivan Kupala Day I was allowed to go with Hannah to join the
girls ...
I sometimes heard Mama and Aunt Dosia pitying Hannah for something . I
wanted to know what they were saying , but they always stopped talking as soon
as I came near . On Ivan Kupala Day I was allowed to go with Hannah to join the
girls ...
Page 61
It was then that I heard the word “ meningitis ” for the first time from my mother . "
God knows where his games will take him , " Mama said one day . " If only it
doesn't all end in meningitis ! ” I had heard that meningitis was a little boys '
disease ...
It was then that I heard the word “ meningitis ” for the first time from my mother . "
God knows where his games will take him , " Mama said one day . " If only it
doesn't all end in meningitis ! ” I had heard that meningitis was a little boys '
disease ...
Page 593
I heard nothing from them . So I decided to go on foot to Kopan in the spring ,
even though I was warned that the wild “ Dimersky ” Republic lay across my road
and that I had no chance of getting through it alive . But then new events took
place ...
I heard nothing from them . So I decided to go on foot to Kopan in the spring ,
even though I was warned that the wild “ Dimersky ” Republic lay across my road
and that I had no chance of getting through it alive . But then new events took
place ...
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