And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 226
... Darya smiled ; and in that smile , mischievous and sly , for one second Natalya recognized the old Darya . " You couldn't do this , and you couldn't do that ; everybody frightened you out of sinning with talk of the Day of Judgement ...
... Darya smiled ; and in that smile , mischievous and sly , for one second Natalya recognized the old Darya . " You couldn't do this , and you couldn't do that ; everybody frightened you out of sinning with talk of the Day of Judgement ...
Pagina 229
... Darya's plate with his eyes , and asked : " What's all that ? Why have you poured out her soup separate ? Isn't she any longer of our faith ? " " What ever do you want ? Get on with your food ! " The old man gave Darya a humorous look ...
... Darya's plate with his eyes , and asked : " What's all that ? Why have you poured out her soup separate ? Isn't she any longer of our faith ? " " What ever do you want ? Get on with your food ! " The old man gave Darya a humorous look ...
Pagina 353
... Darya as she shot for- ward with great masculine sweeps , Dunya wad- ed in up to her waist , washed , wetted her ... Darya : " Swim back , Darya , or a sheatfish will carry you off ! " Darya turned back , swam a little way , then ...
... Darya as she shot for- ward with great masculine sweeps , Dunya wad- ed in up to her waist , washed , wetted her ... Darya : " Swim back , Darya , or a sheatfish will carry you off ! " Darya turned back , swam a little way , then ...
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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, Boek 4 Михаил Александрович Шолохов Fragmentweergave - 1999 |
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 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 sitting 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