The Story of a Life: Southern adventurePantheon Books, 1969 - Authors, Russian |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 23
Page 16
... port superintendent , ' he said . ' A difficult man . Ah , well , it can't be helped . Let's go . ' The port superintendent - a man with eye - brows the colour of a tobacco - stained moustache - firmly and rudely refused to let me out ...
... port superintendent , ' he said . ' A difficult man . Ah , well , it can't be helped . Let's go . ' The port superintendent - a man with eye - brows the colour of a tobacco - stained moustache - firmly and rudely refused to let me out ...
Page 78
... port which seemed to be flush with the sea . I had the impression that the port lights were floating on the water like saucers . I forgot that on her way to Batum the Ilyich had to call at Poti , the port between Batum and Sukhum ...
... port which seemed to be flush with the sea . I had the impression that the port lights were floating on the water like saucers . I forgot that on her way to Batum the Ilyich had to call at Poti , the port between Batum and Sukhum ...
Page 84
... port smelled of tanger- ines , oil and seaweed . Sea - weed , like a dark - green , almost black mane of hair , hung in abundance on the port piles . In spite of being continually rinsed by the wave of the sea the sea - weed did not ...
... port smelled of tanger- ines , oil and seaweed . Sea - weed , like a dark - green , almost black mane of hair , hung in abundance on the port piles . In spite of being continually rinsed by the wave of the sea the sea - weed did not ...
Contents
A Short Explanation page | 7 |
My Thanks to a Reader | 9 |
The Tobacco Republic | 13 |
Copyright | |
27 other sections not shown
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
appeared asked Batum beautiful became become began brought called colour course covered dark direction Dovgello dukhan earth everything eyes face fact feeling fell felt fire flowers Frayerman garden gave girl give hair hand happened head heart immediately impression kind Kurd later leaves light liras lived looked Maria Menshevik Misha morning mountains mushas never night Nirk once painting past perhaps port portrait rain reached river round Russian Schmidt seemed seen ships shore short side singing sitting sleep slowly smell smoke sometimes soon sound started Stavraki stood stopped story streets suddenly Sukhum things thought Tiflis took town train tree turned verandah voice walls wanted warm whole window woman writing young Zdanevich