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Page 34
... smiled . He had very even teeth , and now , close up to him , I could see that he was by no means an old man . We went up to the house . The bearded man talked very strangely about everything all at once - how he had come from Moscow ...
... smiled . He had very even teeth , and now , close up to him , I could see that he was by no means an old man . We went up to the house . The bearded man talked very strangely about everything all at once - how he had come from Moscow ...
Page 206
... smiled into his mustache . But the next day , no matter how hard Suboch nagged at us and drove us into sight reading , he was forced again to give everyone a 5. Suboch beamed . But his happiness was tinctured by a certain nervousness ...
... smiled into his mustache . But the next day , no matter how hard Suboch nagged at us and drove us into sight reading , he was forced again to give everyone a 5. Suboch beamed . But his happiness was tinctured by a certain nervousness ...
Page 323
... smiled just as shyly as the woman in the hut . " Here is Stass , my husband , " the woman said . " But he's not like ... smile on his face . Larks were singing outside the open window . You could see them , fluttering their wings , soar ...
... smiled just as shyly as the woman in the hut . " Here is Stass , my husband , " the woman said . " But he's not like ... smile on his face . Larks were singing outside the open window . You could see them , fluttering their wings , soar ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
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