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The Hope was a beautiful blue stone , stolen , the legend has it , from a temple by Tavernier , the French adventurer in India , who presently lost all his money . Louis XIV . bought the diamond and Madame de Montespan , shortly before ...
The Hope was a beautiful blue stone , stolen , the legend has it , from a temple by Tavernier , the French adventurer in India , who presently lost all his money . Louis XIV . bought the diamond and Madame de Montespan , shortly before ...
Pagina 209
On one point we were in complete agreement with the ' Pravda ' reporter : the best hope for the world lies in visits like ours ; the more we see of each other's countries , of each other's systems , the better our chances of surviving ...
On one point we were in complete agreement with the ' Pravda ' reporter : the best hope for the world lies in visits like ours ; the more we see of each other's countries , of each other's systems , the better our chances of surviving ...
Pagina 370
With my eyes fixed on the swaying , “ Well , styrman , that seems to be surging wall of white water my that , ” he said with a faint smile . thoughts flickered from incidents of “ There isn't much hope , but clear the past to the future ...
With my eyes fixed on the swaying , “ Well , styrman , that seems to be surging wall of white water my that , ” he said with a faint smile . thoughts flickered from incidents of “ There isn't much hope , but clear the past to the future ...
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American appeared arrived asked began better boat British brought building called captain carried clear climbed close cold coming course dark door early engine eyes face feel feet five followed four gave give half hand happened hard head heard hill hope hundred island keep knew land later leave less light living looked miles minutes morning mountain moved never night once party passed perhaps present reached returned road round seemed ship side soon stand station stood stopped story tell thing thought tion told took train trees turned waiting walked watch whole wind wonder young