Story of a lifePantheon Books, 1964 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 132
... Lucian was indeed ' that boy ' . - - From dawn till dusk Lucian's thin - lobed ears red as though someone had been pulling them hard and enjoying it – were on fire with curiosity . Whatever was none of his business he ached to know . He ...
... Lucian was indeed ' that boy ' . - - From dawn till dusk Lucian's thin - lobed ears red as though someone had been pulling them hard and enjoying it – were on fire with curiosity . Whatever was none of his business he ached to know . He ...
Page 133
... Lucian . The only time I can work is before that monster wakes up . ' Babel used indelible pencils . Pale and hard as nails , I hated them . I said so . We began to argue and wasted the few vital seconds before Lucian came sneaking up ...
... Lucian . The only time I can work is before that monster wakes up . ' Babel used indelible pencils . Pale and hard as nails , I hated them . I said so . We began to argue and wasted the few vital seconds before Lucian came sneaking up ...
Page 134
... Lucian cried . ' Granny said I could . Hunter's word . Shall I call her , and she'll tell you herself , Uncle Isaac ? ' ' No , no , no ! ' Babel sobbed in a tortured voice . ' No ! Come on ! ' We went to the beach . Lucian kept diving ...
... Lucian cried . ' Granny said I could . Hunter's word . Shall I call her , and she'll tell you herself , Uncle Isaac ? ' ' No , no , no ! ' Babel sobbed in a tortured voice . ' No ! Come on ! ' We went to the beach . Lucian kept diving ...
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Forerunners of Ostap Bender page | 7 |
Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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