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Page 138
... Uncle Kolya's closest friend was the bearded captain Rum- yantsev . In appearance he resembled Fet ; he was red ... Uncle Kolya warned me never to mention who was living at Rumyantsev's to anyone . Besides Rumyantsev and his sisters , a ...
... Uncle Kolya's closest friend was the bearded captain Rum- yantsev . In appearance he resembled Fet ; he was red ... Uncle Kolya warned me never to mention who was living at Rumyantsev's to anyone . Besides Rumyantsev and his sisters , a ...
Page 151
... Uncle Kolya's house , saying he had to catch the first train back to Bezhitsa where an urgent job was waiting for him . We rode back to the house in a carriage . Uncle Kolya and Aunt Marusya were quiet on the way . Aunt Marusya was ...
... Uncle Kolya's house , saying he had to catch the first train back to Bezhitsa where an urgent job was waiting for him . We rode back to the house in a carriage . Uncle Kolya and Aunt Marusya were quiet on the way . Aunt Marusya was ...
Page 249
... Uncle Kolya hid his fishing rods . We got them out , like thieves . Our hands were trembling . What if Aunt Marusya ... Uncle Kolya yelled to us . We started to pull out strong tin - colored fish . The storm grew worse . Rain scudded ...
... Uncle Kolya hid his fishing rods . We got them out , like thieves . Our hands were trembling . What if Aunt Marusya ... Uncle Kolya yelled to us . We started to pull out strong tin - colored fish . The storm grew worse . Rain scudded ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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