And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 417
... killed anybody in the war ? " " Stop plaguing me , you little bur ! " " Do you feel afraid when you kill them ? Does the blood run out of them when they're killed ? Lots of blood ? More than out of a chicken or a sheep ? " " I've told ...
... killed anybody in the war ? " " Stop plaguing me , you little bur ! " " Do you feel afraid when you kill them ? Does the blood run out of them when they're killed ? Lots of blood ? More than out of a chicken or a sheep ? " " I've told ...
Pagina 633
... killed by a shell splinter . " " In battle ? " " We were stationed in a small town and were shelled . He was killed at the hitching - post . " “ Ah , a pity ! What a good horse he was ! " Prokhor sighed and again set his lips to the ...
... killed by a shell splinter . " " In battle ? " " We were stationed in a small town and were shelled . He was killed at the hitching - post . " “ Ah , a pity ! What a good horse he was ! " Prokhor sighed and again set his lips to the ...
Pagina 792
... killed him , " Chuma kov said , and dropped his lashes over his grey , femininely beautiful eyes . " I killed him . That's my job these days , to kill people .... " Grigory looked at him closely . Chumakov's clean , ruddy face was ...
... killed him , " Chuma kov said , and dropped his lashes over his grey , femininely beautiful eyes . " I killed him . That's my job these days , to kill people .... " Grigory looked at him closely . Chumakov's clean , ruddy face was ...
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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