And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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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 592
... glance around the spacious yard , the buildings scattered about it , and the windows of the house . Kirill Gromov's mother happened to be com- ing out of the porch with a dish of pumpkin cut into small pieces for cattle food . Misha ...
... glance around the spacious yard , the buildings scattered about it , and the windows of the house . Kirill Gromov's mother happened to be com- ing out of the porch with a dish of pumpkin cut into small pieces for cattle food . Misha ...
Pagina 593
... glance and said in an easy tone : " Yet another soldier ! Come in , Koshevoi , and sit down , be our guest . We were just hav- ing a drink , just a little drink . . . . ” " Hospitality makes for tasty victuals ! " Misha shook the ...
... glance and said in an easy tone : " Yet another soldier ! Come in , Koshevoi , and sit down , be our guest . We were just hav- ing a drink , just a little drink . . . . ” " Hospitality makes for tasty victuals ! " Misha shook the ...
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, 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