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... horses stopped . The foaming rapids swirled around their spindly legs . Bregman cried out in a wailing voice and began to beat the horses unmercifully . They fell back a little and moved the carriage to the very edge of the causeway ...
... horses stopped . The foaming rapids swirled around their spindly legs . Bregman cried out in a wailing voice and began to beat the horses unmercifully . They fell back a little and moved the carriage to the very edge of the causeway ...
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... horses being reined up outside his smithy . And someone's voice — a woman's , a young voice - called for the blacksmith . " Ostap went out , and stood stock - still . At the very door of his smithy a black horse was prancing , and on it ...
... horses being reined up outside his smithy . And someone's voice — a woman's , a young voice - called for the blacksmith . " Ostap went out , and stood stock - still . At the very door of his smithy a black horse was prancing , and on it ...
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... horses were tethered . The dragoons , red with the heat , were lying on the ground . Their uniforms were unbuttoned ... horses . We drank tea in one of the stores . It tasted of kerosene . They put pink Lenten sugar in the tea . We were ...
... horses were tethered . The dragoons , red with the heat , were lying on the ground . Their uniforms were unbuttoned ... horses . We drank tea in one of the stores . It tasted of kerosene . They put pink Lenten sugar in the tea . We were ...
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The Death of My Father | 3 |
My Grandfather Maxim Grigorievich | 10 |
Carp | 16 |
Copyright | |
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