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... suddenly down , or be yanked quickly to one side . My father pulled the line tight , the walnut rod bent in an arc , and a gurgling , splash- ing sound started in the mist over the pond . The water churned . Water beetles scattered ...
... suddenly down , or be yanked quickly to one side . My father pulled the line tight , the walnut rod bent in an arc , and a gurgling , splash- ing sound started in the mist over the pond . The water churned . Water beetles scattered ...
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... suddenly very serious . " Yes , Kostik ! " he said to me on the way , and he sighed deeply . I told my father that Chekhov had died . My father suddenly grew pinched in the face , and all hunched over . " Well , well , " he said , in ...
... suddenly very serious . " Yes , Kostik ! " he said to me on the way , and he sighed deeply . I told my father that Chekhov had died . My father suddenly grew pinched in the face , and all hunched over . " Well , well , " he said , in ...
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... suddenly collapsed on the floor and shattered into thousands of splinters . The precious water ran gurgling down the stairs . We could have picked up the carboy when it started to lean over , but we had both stood there watching it as ...
... suddenly collapsed on the floor and shattered into thousands of splinters . The precious water ran gurgling down the stairs . We could have picked up the carboy when it started to lean over , but we had both stood there watching it as ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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