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Sitting in the carriage was a girl in a long , flounced , printed dress , and a white kerchief , like a nun's coif , low over her forehead . Her lips faintly parted , she was smiling . There was so much tenderness in her smile that it ...
Sitting in the carriage was a girl in a long , flounced , printed dress , and a white kerchief , like a nun's coif , low over her forehead . Her lips faintly parted , she was smiling . There was so much tenderness in her smile that it ...
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He sits dripping tears and saying , if you run away , they'll shoot him like a common bandit at ten tomorrow morning . ' Taking a letter from her muff , she slipped it into the pocket of my overcoat . ' Now go .
He sits dripping tears and saying , if you run away , they'll shoot him like a common bandit at ten tomorrow morning . ' Taking a letter from her muff , she slipped it into the pocket of my overcoat . ' Now go .
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Sitting at a table in a high , narrow room was a guard in his red cap . He sat hunched table , hands tucked into the sleeves of his greatcoat . He didn't turn as I came in - only his small red - rimmed eyes swivelled in my direction .
Sitting at a table in a high , narrow room was a guard in his red cap . He sat hunched table , hands tucked into the sleeves of his greatcoat . He didn't turn as I came in - only his small red - rimmed eyes swivelled in my direction .
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Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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