Story of a Life: Years of hopeHarvill Press, 1968 - Authors, Russian |
From inside the book
Results 1-3 of 13
Page 67
... steppe , on the edge of the town . The steppe was burnt brown , although it was still early summer . Warm dust whirled in the wind against the high wall of the cemetery . The wheel of the hearse caught on the gate - post . The driver ...
... steppe , on the edge of the town . The steppe was burnt brown , although it was still early summer . Warm dust whirled in the wind against the high wall of the cemetery . The wheel of the hearse caught on the gate - post . The driver ...
Page 161
... steppe . The houses stayed behind , shy of the blinding heat . On either side of the highway rustled weightless leaves of maize . The cobs had all been picked . However hard I looked I could not find one that had been missed . The ...
... steppe . The houses stayed behind , shy of the blinding heat . On either side of the highway rustled weightless leaves of maize . The cobs had all been picked . However hard I looked I could not find one that had been missed . The ...
Page 163
... steppe . I had also brought fishing lines and a large supply of silvered hooks . Odessa fishermen believed that sea fish take silvered hooks in preference to bronze or black . Personally , I thought this was sheer prejudice but , at the ...
... steppe . I had also brought fishing lines and a large supply of silvered hooks . Odessa fishermen believed that sea fish take silvered hooks in preference to bronze or black . Personally , I thought this was sheer prejudice but , at the ...
Contents
Forerunners of Ostap Bender page | 7 |
Plywood Maze | 25 |
Barley Gruel | 29 |
Copyright | |
21 other sections not shown
Other editions - View all
Common terms and phrases
asked Babel Bagritsky Batumi beach Black Sea Street Blok blue Bolsheviks Captain cliffs coat colour Commissar Comrade Crimea dacha dark dawn deck Dimitry door eyes face felt floor French garden Gavarsaki gave Georges Sand glycerine soap grey Gronfein hand head heard heart Ivanov Izya Kherson Kiev Kira knew Kostandi Krupnik laughing light living looked Lucian Lucienna Lyova Majorca Midshipman Mironov Moldavanka morning Moscow Motya never night Ochakov Odessa once Oprodkomgub Ostap Bender paper Pestel poet port Prosvirnyak pulled quiet Reginin roubles Russian sailing sailors Sasha Cherny Seaman Sebastopol seemed Shengeli ships shouted silent sleep smell smelt smoke sound steamer steppe stood storm story Sukhodolsky tell thing told took Torelli town trouble Tsires turned voice Vorontsov lighthouse waited walked wall warm wind window write Yadov Yasha young