Story of a Life: Years of hopeHarvill Press, 1968 - Authors, Russian |
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Page 54
... Gavarsaki who had still not managed to dispose of his carboys of unidentified liquid explosive . ' It's all very well laughing , ' said Yasha . ' If I were you I'd take that damned footstool out and get rid of it . Throw it over the ...
... Gavarsaki who had still not managed to dispose of his carboys of unidentified liquid explosive . ' It's all very well laughing , ' said Yasha . ' If I were you I'd take that damned footstool out and get rid of it . Throw it over the ...
Page 55
... Gavarsaki , and hissed with extraordinary venom : ' Get out ! At once ! Or I'll kick you through that door . Out ! ' Gavarsaki scratched his head , blinked at me , asked , ' Is he always like that your friend ? Sounds mental ! ' and ...
... Gavarsaki , and hissed with extraordinary venom : ' Get out ! At once ! Or I'll kick you through that door . Out ! ' Gavarsaki scratched his head , blinked at me , asked , ' Is he always like that your friend ? Sounds mental ! ' and ...
Page 57
... Gavarsaki scratched his head and looked in vain for a drop of sympathy . They had none to give him . Only Volodya had the patience to listen to him , and even he , after Gavarsaki had gone , shook his head and sighed : ' What can you do ...
... Gavarsaki scratched his head and looked in vain for a drop of sympathy . They had none to give him . Only Volodya had the patience to listen to him , and even he , after Gavarsaki had gone , shook his head and sighed : ' What can you do ...
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Forerunners of Ostap Bender page | 7 |
Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
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