And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 292
... Mother ? I'm not so bad now ... you haven't come to bury me , have you ? Oh , do tell me , what are you crying for ? " Agrippina gave her mother a nudge and , guessing the reason , Lukinichna swiftly wiped her eyes and said in a ...
... Mother ? I'm not so bad now ... you haven't come to bury me , have you ? Oh , do tell me , what are you crying for ? " Agrippina gave her mother a nudge and , guessing the reason , Lukinichna swiftly wiped her eyes and said in a ...
Pagina 542
... mother prostrated with grief , and around her crowded the orphan chil- dren , grown up in a single night . Whenever ... Mother ? " Dunya an- swered her in a vexed tone . " Not discharging them ? What about Tikhon Gerasimov ? He's a year ...
... mother prostrated with grief , and around her crowded the orphan chil- dren , grown up in a single night . Whenever ... Mother ? " Dunya an- swered her in a vexed tone . " Not discharging them ? What about Tikhon Gerasimov ? He's a year ...
Pagina 567
... mother ! The way he writes ! He calls me by my full name too ! I bow low to you , dear Mother , he writes , and also to the dear children ; and he didn't forget you , Du- nya .... Well , what are you laughing at ? You're a fool , a ...
... mother ! The way he writes ! He calls me by my full name too ! I bow low to you , dear Mother , he writes , and also to the dear children ; and he didn't forget you , Du- nya .... Well , what are you laughing at ? You're a fool , a ...
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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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