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Page 97
... once . ' We must either publish that speech , ' said Izya , ' or admit that we are cowards and nitwits . I don't want to be either a coward or a nitwit . Nor do you . So listen to my brilliant plan . Sukhodolsky works three days for us ...
... once . ' We must either publish that speech , ' said Izya , ' or admit that we are cowards and nitwits . I don't want to be either a coward or a nitwit . Nor do you . So listen to my brilliant plan . Sukhodolsky works three days for us ...
Page 201
... once that the Commissar was in league with the Captain and had deliberately lured the cut - throats into the hold . ' Just like Ivan Susanin ! '33 the midshipman said happily . We were worried that there was no food or water in the hold ...
... once that the Commissar was in league with the Captain and had deliberately lured the cut - throats into the hold . ' Just like Ivan Susanin ! '33 the midshipman said happily . We were worried that there was no food or water in the hold ...
Page 218
... once , so that the flame should be as bright as possible : I had decided to read the name on the plate . By the light of the yellow flame I had time to read the words : The House of Anton Pavlovich . . . . Then the matches blew out in ...
... once , so that the flame should be as bright as possible : I had decided to read the name on the plate . By the light of the yellow flame I had time to read the words : The House of Anton Pavlovich . . . . Then the matches blew out in ...
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Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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