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Page 133
... Mama received a letter from Uncle Kolya which greatly upset her . That evening , when we were all sitting at the round table where the only lamp stood and where each of us did whatever concerned him , Mama told us that Uncle Kolya was ...
... Mama received a letter from Uncle Kolya which greatly upset her . That evening , when we were all sitting at the round table where the only lamp stood and where each of us did whatever concerned him , Mama told us that Uncle Kolya was ...
Page 406
... Mama's and Galya's grief was dry , and buttoned - up . They had to go on living . Mama had to live for Galya's sake , and Galya so that Mama could take care of her . I did not know how to help . I myself was deeply grieved by this ...
... Mama's and Galya's grief was dry , and buttoned - up . They had to go on living . Mama had to live for Galya's sake , and Galya so that Mama could take care of her . I did not know how to help . I myself was deeply grieved by this ...
Page 407
... Mama's old habit of instructing people , as she put it , in " honorable and intelligent behavior " led her to write ... Mama and Galya might move to Kopan , but Mama never agreed because of her need to live with Galya and Dima in Moscow ...
... Mama's old habit of instructing people , as she put it , in " honorable and intelligent behavior " led her to write ... Mama and Galya might move to Kopan , but Mama never agreed because of her need to live with Galya and Dima in Moscow ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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