And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Boek 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1999 |
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Pagina 101
... glance at him . Terror spurted in her black , dilated eyes . She panted , then said with an effort : " Greetings , Grigory Panteleyevich ! " Stepan's great knotted hands , which were resting on the table , began to tremble . Grigory ...
... glance at him . Terror spurted in her black , dilated eyes . She panted , then said with an effort : " Greetings , Grigory Panteleyevich ! " Stepan's great knotted hands , which were resting on the table , began to tremble . Grigory ...
Pagina 338
... glance , emptied the rest down his throat . " He says you're a good fellow . He likes the way you drink . " " I wouldn't mind changing jobs with you , " Grigory said smiling . " I'm sure you would run away from it in a fortnight ...
... glance , emptied the rest down his throat . " He says you're a good fellow . He likes the way you drink . " " I wouldn't mind changing jobs with you , " Grigory said smiling . " I'm sure you would run away from it in a fortnight ...
Pagina 635
... glance did Grigory catch as she stood on the threshold , one direct glance filled with love and devotion . But it told him everything . He went to see her out . The tipsy Prokhor shouted after them : " Don't be long ! We'll drink it all ...
... glance did Grigory catch as she stood on the threshold , one direct glance filled with love and devotion . But it told him everything . He went to see her out . The tipsy Prokhor shouted after them : " Don't be long ! We'll drink it all ...
Overige edities - Alles bekijken
And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Boek 4 Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov Fragmentweergave - 1974 |
And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4 Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov Fragmentweergave - 1959 |
And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Boek 4 Михаил Александрович Шолохов Fragmentweergave - 1999 |
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Aksinya answered ataman began best room Bolsheviks britzkas bullocks cheeks Chumakov commander Cossacks Darya devil Don Army Don Cossacks door drink Dunya everything eyes face father fight fire Fomin front galloped gazed glance Grandad greatcoat Grigory asked Grigory Panteleyevich Grigory's Grisha halted hands head heard horses hurriedly Ilyinichna Kalmyk Kaparin kerchief killed Kopylov Koshevoi Kuban Kuban Cossack laughed legs lips listened live look machine-gun Melekhov Mikhail Misha Mishatka mother Natalya night old woman once Pantelei porch Prokhor quietly Red Army regiment retreat ride rode Ryabchikov sabre sacks saddle shouted sighed silent sleep smile Soviet squadron stared Stepan steppe Sterlyadnikov stood talk Tatarsky tears tell there's thing thought tone took turned typhus versts village vodka voice Vyeshenskaya wagon wait walked What's whispered wife wiped yard Yermakov