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Page 187
I looked at the little boy . He looked as if he were trying hard to remember
something , but couldn't think of it . Sevruk touched my arm . I looked around . He
pointed with his eyes to one side of the coffin . I looked . There the old beggars
stood in ...
I looked at the little boy . He looked as if he were trying hard to remember
something , but couldn't think of it . Sevruk touched my arm . I looked around . He
pointed with his eyes to one side of the coffin . I looked . There the old beggars
stood in ...
Page 204
We sat there looking innocent , as if nothing had happened . Suboch started to
rage . ... The class always stands up and sits down with a certain noise , " Platon
Fedorovich answered cautiously , and he looked at Suboch curiously . “ Thank
you ...
We sat there looking innocent , as if nothing had happened . Suboch started to
rage . ... The class always stands up and sits down with a certain noise , " Platon
Fedorovich answered cautiously , and he looked at Suboch curiously . “ Thank
you ...
Page 246
She just glanced at me , and then looked away . " Sit down , " Aunt Marusya said .
“ The tea is getting cold . ” We sat down at the table . Uncle Kolya was not in the
room . I could hear him shake hands with someone on the porch , and the other ...
She just glanced at me , and then looked away . " Sit down , " Aunt Marusya said .
“ The tea is getting cold . ” We sat down at the table . Uncle Kolya was not in the
room . I could hear him shake hands with someone on the porch , and the other ...
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