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Page 43
And the sunsets faded as meekly , and the stars shivered apprehensively at night , as though realising that people — even poets and astronomers — had quite other things to think about . Everyone was at the mercy of his private mental ...
And the sunsets faded as meekly , and the stars shivered apprehensively at night , as though realising that people — even poets and astronomers — had quite other things to think about . Everyone was at the mercy of his private mental ...
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So inevitably boring were they that , to liven things up , a young sub - editor once inserted the words ' At long last before the usual ' Death has deprived us ' . Next morning there was a storm in the office .
So inevitably boring were they that , to liven things up , a young sub - editor once inserted the words ' At long last before the usual ' Death has deprived us ' . Next morning there was a storm in the office .
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Besides , the life of a house is bound up with that of many things as old as itself , which have come from far away and seen much in their time . Unfortunately , their story will never be told : they can't speak and people , having ...
Besides , the life of a house is bound up with that of many things as old as itself , which have come from far away and seen much in their time . Unfortunately , their story will never be told : they can't speak and people , having ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
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