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I stopped being shy , and I told her about Ryovna , about my geography teacher Cherpunov , and about my Aunt Nadya . Lena kept quietly filling my plate with grapes , then with greengage plums . Finally she said : " Why did you come in ...
I stopped being shy , and I told her about Ryovna , about my geography teacher Cherpunov , and about my Aunt Nadya . Lena kept quietly filling my plate with grapes , then with greengage plums . Finally she said : " Why did you come in ...
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We tried to talk to him about Balzac and Dumas , about Hugo and Daudet , but Monsieur Govasse either kept silent or told us that this literature was for grownups , not for little Russian boys who did not yet know the difference between ...
We tried to talk to him about Balzac and Dumas , about Hugo and Daudet , but Monsieur Govasse either kept silent or told us that this literature was for grownups , not for little Russian boys who did not yet know the difference between ...
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Grinko told him about his misadventures . The man listened attentively , leaned over , and said in a low voice : “ I will set you free . ” " How ? " " No joking . It's stupid to get sent to Siberia on such a foolish charge as yours .
Grinko told him about his misadventures . The man listened attentively , leaned over , and said in a low voice : “ I will set you free . ” " How ? " " No joking . It's stupid to get sent to Siberia on such a foolish charge as yours .
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