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In winter we used to put clusters of ripe berries between the windows, but that
was purely decorative: red dots on white sheets of paper torn from our school
exercise books.... And then they used to embroider rowan- berries on towels —
pretty, ...
In winter we used to put clusters of ripe berries between the windows, but that
was purely decorative: red dots on white sheets of paper torn from our school
exercise books.... And then they used to embroider rowan- berries on towels —
pretty, ...
Pagina 104
"A liqueur, that's what we used to make out of rowan- berries, a liqueur! How
could you forget a thing like that?" Another acquaintance of mine wedged his way
eagerly into the conversation and also began to strip off berry after berry with ...
"A liqueur, that's what we used to make out of rowan- berries, a liqueur! How
could you forget a thing like that?" Another acquaintance of mine wedged his way
eagerly into the conversation and also began to strip off berry after berry with ...
Pagina 106
She popped a berry into her mouth, ate it, pulled a face, and fell to exclaiming
with redoubled ecstasy. I broke a few little clusters of berries from the top of the
bunch and handed them to her. "Oh, no, oh, you mustn't!" she exclaimed
delightedly.
She popped a berry into her mouth, ate it, pulled a face, and fell to exclaiming
with redoubled ecstasy. I broke a few little clusters of berries from the top of the
bunch and handed them to her. "Oh, no, oh, you mustn't!" she exclaimed
delightedly.
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