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... silent for a few moments . The Red Army man was silent also . He closed his eyes , and a barely perceptible flush suffused his swarthy cheeks ; a blue vein be- gan to pulsate tensely on his thin , scraggy neck . For a minute he stood in ...
... silent for a few moments . The Red Army man was silent also . He closed his eyes , and a barely perceptible flush suffused his swarthy cheeks ; a blue vein be- gan to pulsate tensely on his thin , scraggy neck . For a minute he stood in ...
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... silent for , ginger knob ? Is it lies I'm telling ? " A quiet laugh ran through the crowd . It rustled like a wind and died away . Fomin's left hand , lying on the saddle - bow , slowly fingered the reins ; his face darkened with ...
... silent for , ginger knob ? Is it lies I'm telling ? " A quiet laugh ran through the crowd . It rustled like a wind and died away . Fomin's left hand , lying on the saddle - bow , slowly fingered the reins ; his face darkened with ...
Pagina 853
... silent and hung more and more heavily on his arm . Pressing her to himself as they galloped , he gasped and whispered : " For God's sake ! Just a word ! What's the matter with you ? " But there was not a word or groan from the silent ...
... silent and hung more and more heavily on his arm . Pressing her to himself as they galloped , he gasped and whispered : " For God's sake ! Just a word ! What's the matter with you ? " But there was not a word or groan from the silent ...
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