Story of a Life: In that dawnHarvill P., 1965 |
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Page 72
... soon got used to me and even talked to me about their troubles . The gardener complained that nowadays flowers were wanted only for funerals and state occasions . One of the women - thin and with pale , clear eyes - looked embarrassed ...
... soon got used to me and even talked to me about their troubles . The gardener complained that nowadays flowers were wanted only for funerals and state occasions . One of the women - thin and with pale , clear eyes - looked embarrassed ...
Page 112
... soon out of this cloudy , flowery phase , and I tore up nearly everything I had written . Yet even now , I sometimes catch myself out in a liking for choice words . My writing and my doubts about it were soon unexpectedly interrupted ...
... soon out of this cloudy , flowery phase , and I tore up nearly everything I had written . Yet even now , I sometimes catch myself out in a liking for choice words . My writing and my doubts about it were soon unexpectedly interrupted ...
Page 125
... soon as look at it and I swear to you on my old mother's head , I've never had anything better than this in my life . I may be as crooked as you like , an honest - to - God thief , you might say , but I'd never sink so low as to tell ...
... soon as look at it and I swear to you on my old mother's head , I've never had anything better than this in my life . I may be as crooked as you like , an honest - to - God thief , you might say , but I'd never sink so low as to tell ...
Contents
Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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