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Pagina 303
... wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve , and said with quiet sincerity : " Let's go into the house , and you have some dinner . You can never get away from it - sorrow , I mean . It's no good running away and it's no good trying ...
... wiped the sweat from his face with his sleeve , and said with quiet sincerity : " Let's go into the house , and you have some dinner . You can never get away from it - sorrow , I mean . It's no good running away and it's no good trying ...
Pagina 520
... wiped his sabre on his horse's mane , took out a cigarette , lit it , rode up to me and asked : ' What are you staring your eyes out for , granfer ? Do you want me to cut you down too ? ' ' What are you saying , my son ? ' I said ...
... wiped his sabre on his horse's mane , took out a cigarette , lit it , rode up to me and asked : ' What are you staring your eyes out for , granfer ? Do you want me to cut you down too ? ' ' What are you saying , my son ? ' I said ...
Pagina 580
... wiped his face and hands and looked with- out a smile into Prokhor's eyes . Prokhor sighed and arranged the empty sleeve of his shirt . " Of course I am . We served all our time to- gether . " " And you're thinking of doing some more ...
... wiped his face and hands and looked with- out a smile into Prokhor's eyes . Prokhor sighed and arranged the empty sleeve of his shirt . " Of course I am . We served all our time to- gether . " " And you're thinking of doing some more ...
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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