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Page 73
... took off their caps , their ears would become normal again . But as soon as they put them on again , their ears would stick out . It was as if they had been designed so that the inspector Bodyansky , taking a beginner by the ear , could ...
... took off their caps , their ears would become normal again . But as soon as they put them on again , their ears would stick out . It was as if they had been designed so that the inspector Bodyansky , taking a beginner by the ear , could ...
Page 104
... took offense for my father , but I went down to the river . Gleb Afanasiev walked with me . He became suddenly very serious . " Yes , Kostik ! " he said to me on the way , and he sighed deeply . I told my father that Chekhov had died ...
... took offense for my father , but I went down to the river . Gleb Afanasiev walked with me . He became suddenly very serious . " Yes , Kostik ! " he said to me on the way , and he sighed deeply . I told my father that Chekhov had died ...
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... took me a long time to get used to the fact that we were not required to attend lectures and that there was no penalty for spending the time reading at home or simply wandering around the city . I grew used to the university gradually ...
... took me a long time to get used to the fact that we were not required to attend lectures and that there was no penalty for spending the time reading at home or simply wandering around the city . I grew used to the university gradually ...
Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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