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Page 258
... kind of talk gave me my belief in the boundless power of human intel- ligence . Gilyarov used to shout at us . He commanded us not to bury our potential in the ground . We must work on ourselves like the devil , to develop everything ...
... kind of talk gave me my belief in the boundless power of human intel- ligence . Gilyarov used to shout at us . He commanded us not to bury our potential in the ground . We must work on ourselves like the devil , to develop everything ...
Page 351
... kind of clothing are you wearing , young man ? What kind of uniform is it ? " " It's what they gave me , Your Excellency , ” I answered . " Who gave it to you ? " the general shouted in a frightening voice . The whole car was now quiet ...
... kind of clothing are you wearing , young man ? What kind of uniform is it ? " " It's what they gave me , Your Excellency , ” I answered . " Who gave it to you ? " the general shouted in a frightening voice . The whole car was now quiet ...
Page 407
... kind of fuss and bother . I was glad of it , although I realized that it could not go on indefinitely . What would happen then ? My aunt in Kiev , Vera Grigorievna , owned a small , wooded country place called Kopan , on the Pripyati ...
... kind of fuss and bother . I was glad of it , although I realized that it could not go on indefinitely . What would happen then ? My aunt in Kiev , Vera Grigorievna , owned a small , wooded country place called Kopan , on the Pripyati ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
Carp | 16 |
The Pink Oleanders | 29 |
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