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... woman dismounted from her saddle and sat on a log . Ostap began to shoe the horse . He worked away , but he watched the woman , and she suddenly grew troubled , too , lifted her veil , and looked at Ostap . " I've never met you before ...
... woman dismounted from her saddle and sat on a log . Ostap began to shoe the horse . He worked away , but he watched the woman , and she suddenly grew troubled , too , lifted her veil , and looked at Ostap . " I've never met you before ...
Page 153
... woman in a peignoir flew into the room . The slippers on her feet slapped with every step . They were too big for her . " Why ? " she cried in a passionate voice . " Why give money to this barbarian ? Give it to me ! " she demanded ...
... woman in a peignoir flew into the room . The slippers on her feet slapped with every step . They were too big for her . " Why ? " she cried in a passionate voice . " Why give money to this barbarian ? Give it to me ! " she demanded ...
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... woman said from behind the screen . " My son . I am afraid . " " Nothing is going to happen , Mama . Nobody would dare to take any liberties with a person like Pan Kturenda . " " I'm not afraid of prison , " the old woman answered ...
... woman said from behind the screen . " My son . I am afraid . " " Nothing is going to happen , Mama . Nobody would dare to take any liberties with a person like Pan Kturenda . " " I'm not afraid of prison , " the old woman answered ...
Contents
The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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