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Page 24
The buildings , their windows dark , barely showed against the dark sky . Gunfire
flashed without a break and bullets sang in various keys , screeching , whistling ,
or oddly clacking , as though turning somersaults in the air . I tried to make out ...
The buildings , their windows dark , barely showed against the dark sky . Gunfire
flashed without a break and bullets sang in various keys , screeching , whistling ,
or oddly clacking , as though turning somersaults in the air . I tried to make out ...
Page 133
Ever since the pompous little man had pushed me into the Hetman ' s army , he
showed me an affection rather like that of the hangman for his victim . He was
always inviting me . Interested in this remnant of the Polish gentry washed up in ...
Ever since the pompous little man had pushed me into the Hetman ' s army , he
showed me an affection rather like that of the hangman for his victim . He was
always inviting me . Interested in this remnant of the Polish gentry washed up in ...
Page 202
Welded fast to the porous yellow stone were many small seashells , the gorse
had still a few blossoms left , sitting on straight , stiff twigs like drenched ,
bedraggled butterflies waiting patiently for the sun - but it seldom showed and
then only as ...
Welded fast to the porous yellow stone were many small seashells , the gorse
had still a few blossoms left , sitting on straight , stiff twigs like drenched ,
bedraggled butterflies waiting patiently for the sun - but it seldom showed and
then only as ...
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 47 |
Copyright | |
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Bibliographic information
| Title | Story of a Life: In that dawn Volume 3 of Story of a Life, Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Author | Konstantin Paustovsky |
| Publisher | Harvill P., 1965 |
| Original from | the University of Michigan |
| Digitized | 11 Jul 2007 |
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