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Page 67
... side to side , as though trying to throw the coffin , like a restive horse its unwelcome rider . The graveyard lay in the steppe , on the edge of the town . The steppe was burnt brown , although it was still early summer . Warm dust ...
... side to side , as though trying to throw the coffin , like a restive horse its unwelcome rider . The graveyard lay in the steppe , on the edge of the town . The steppe was burnt brown , although it was still early summer . Warm dust ...
Page 178
... side of Big Fountain lighthouse , over the melon fields where it gathered the sweetish smell of withering stalks and leaves , filtered with difficulty through the dense growth of trees and bushes along French Boulevard and meandered on ...
... side of Big Fountain lighthouse , over the melon fields where it gathered the sweetish smell of withering stalks and leaves , filtered with difficulty through the dense growth of trees and bushes along French Boulevard and meandered on ...
Page 190
... side . I was growing uncomfort- able . It was strange to realise that , four millimetres from my flushed face , mountains of icy water were galloping through the gloom as though possessed . And what gloom ! I glanced at the porthole ...
... side . I was growing uncomfort- able . It was strange to realise that , four millimetres from my flushed face , mountains of icy water were galloping through the gloom as though possessed . And what gloom ! I glanced at the porthole ...
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