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Page 126
... already seventeen . " She said it as if Lena were already a completely grown - up woman and , besides , was being stupid . Anna Petrovna and Lena accompanied me home , and came in to see how I lived . Lisa blushed as red as a beet , but ...
... already seventeen . " She said it as if Lena were already a completely grown - up woman and , besides , was being stupid . Anna Petrovna and Lena accompanied me home , and came in to see how I lived . Lisa blushed as red as a beet , but ...
Page 334
... already receded into the unrecoverable past . It made good sense that the past should be unrecoverable . I became convinced of this later after I had made two or three at- tempts to relive what had already been lived through . " Nothing ...
... already receded into the unrecoverable past . It made good sense that the past should be unrecoverable . I became convinced of this later after I had made two or three at- tempts to relive what had already been lived through . " Nothing ...
Page 387
... already grown cold outside , like just before the first snow . " We ought to heat the stove , " the orderly said . " But they've burned up everything already . There's not a log left . " He went outside and I could hear him , puffing ...
... already grown cold outside , like just before the first snow . " We ought to heat the stove , " the orderly said . " But they've burned up everything already . There's not a log left . " He went outside and I could hear him , puffing ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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