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Page 99
... pulled up short in front of me and shouted : " Thieves ! Our forme ! ... Gutter press tactics ! ... You'll answer for it . You've gone too far ! ' ' Not at all , ' I said innocently . We hadn't stolen anything . Where was the proof ? He ...
... pulled up short in front of me and shouted : " Thieves ! Our forme ! ... Gutter press tactics ! ... You'll answer for it . You've gone too far ! ' ' Not at all , ' I said innocently . We hadn't stolen anything . Where was the proof ? He ...
Page 191
... pulling . ' ' Drifting , are we ? ' ' Exactly , sir . ' ' Drifting towards the Rumanian coast ? ' ' Yes , sir . ' ' But that's where . . . ' The Commissar grabbed at the upper bunk and pulled himself up . ' I'll have a 191 Gale Force ...
... pulling . ' ' Drifting , are we ? ' ' Exactly , sir . ' ' Drifting towards the Rumanian coast ? ' ' Yes , sir . ' ' But that's where . . . ' The Commissar grabbed at the upper bunk and pulled himself up . ' I'll have a 191 Gale Force ...
Page 195
... pulling on a rope . ' What was the siren for ? ' the Commissar shouted to them . ' We've sighted land ! Cape Tarkhankut ... pulled back a corner of his hood to hear better . ' Yes . ' ' About twenty times , perhaps , ' he answered with a ...
... pulling on a rope . ' What was the siren for ? ' the Commissar shouted to them . ' We've sighted land ! Cape Tarkhankut ... pulled back a corner of his hood to hear better . ' Yes . ' ' About twenty times , perhaps , ' he answered with a ...
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