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“ But you were never“ Indeed I was , many times . And I remember you too , and your sheepdog Shep . You were the Major's drover . ” “ Well that bates out , ” he said with amazement . “ Then you must be the little fistful of a gasoon ...
“ But you were never“ Indeed I was , many times . And I remember you too , and your sheepdog Shep . You were the Major's drover . ” “ Well that bates out , ” he said with amazement . “ Then you must be the little fistful of a gasoon ...
Pagina 474
When I am enough better , they send me back to Athens , where they tell me I am never being much good again . But they are wrong . I mend quickly and am nearly as well as now , when the Germans arrive . Turks , Italians , Germans - all ...
When I am enough better , they send me back to Athens , where they tell me I am never being much good again . But they are wrong . I mend quickly and am nearly as well as now , when the Germans arrive . Turks , Italians , Germans - all ...
Pagina 477
Never mind . Just stoop down quickly when he comes , catch him by the neck , not too near the head , and lift him off the ground . ” Not very happily , when the gander made his second run , I obeyed . Held at arm's length , he seemed to ...
Never mind . Just stoop down quickly when he comes , catch him by the neck , not too near the head , and lift him off the ground . ” Not very happily , when the gander made his second run , I obeyed . Held at arm's length , he seemed to ...
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