And Quiet Flows the DonPutnam, 1936 - 755 pagina's |
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Pagina 53
... Grishka , I'll eat him , bones and all . . . ! Chew that over ! What if Grishka does love me ? You'll punish him . . . ? You'll write to my husband ... ? Write to the Ataman if you like , but Grishka belongs to me ! He's mine ! Mine ! I ...
... Grishka , I'll eat him , bones and all . . . ! Chew that over ! What if Grishka does love me ? You'll punish him . . . ? You'll write to my husband ... ? Write to the Ataman if you like , but Grishka belongs to me ! He's mine ! Mine ! I ...
Pagina 60
... Grishka ! . . I am lost . . . . Stepan is coming , and what answer shall I give him ? . . . Who is there to look after me ? " • Gregor was silent . Aksinia gazed mournfully at his handsome eagle nose , his shadowed eyes , his dumb lips ...
... Grishka ! . . I am lost . . . . Stepan is coming , and what answer shall I give him ? . . . Who is there to look after me ? " • Gregor was silent . Aksinia gazed mournfully at his handsome eagle nose , his shadowed eyes , his dumb lips ...
Pagina 327
... Grishka's wounded , but he isn't dead . He's alive , alive ! " In his letter dated September 2nd , Piotra had written : " Greetings , dear family . I must tell you that our Grishka all but gave up his soul to God , but now , glory be ...
... Grishka's wounded , but he isn't dead . He's alive , alive ! " In his letter dated September 2nd , Piotra had written : " Greetings , dear family . I must tell you that our Grishka all but gave up his soul to God , but now , glory be ...
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Aksinia Anna arms asked ataman beard began blood Bolsheviks brother Bunchuk Christonia cigarette commander comrades cossacks crowd Daria devil Don Cossack door Dunia Eugene eyes face father feet fingers fire flung front gaze German glanced gleamed greatcoat Gregor grey Grishka hair hand head horse Ilinichna Ivan Alexievitch Kaledin Kalmikov kerchief knout Kornilov Korshunov Koshevoi Lagutin laughed legs lips Listnitsky look machine-gun Melekhov Military Revolutionary Committee Millerovo Miron Misha Mitka Mokhov Mrikhin Natalia night officer Pantaleimon Petrograd Piotra Podtielkov Prokhor Red Guards regiment reins replied road roar rode Rostov saddle scent shirt shoulders shouted side silent smiled smoke soldiers stared Stepan steppe steps Stockman stood talk Tatarsk tears tell There's thought threw took troop trousers turned Ukrainian Uriupin Valet village voice wagon wait walked waved What's whip whispered wife wind woman yard