And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 83
... shouted : " That's nothing to do with you ! Bring the mare here , you old devil ! My horse has got a chafed back , and I've got to change her . ' Sashka should have given way and not stood out over the mare , but you know what a ...
... shouted : " That's nothing to do with you ! Bring the mare here , you old devil ! My horse has got a chafed back , and I've got to change her . ' Sashka should have given way and not stood out over the mare , but you know what a ...
Pagina 330
... shouted : " Hey , countryman , that's not the way to hide ! You've hidden your head , but you're showing your arse ! " And with a pretence of fury he shouted : " Well , out you come ! Let's see your documents ! " The Cossack jumped up ...
... shouted : " Hey , countryman , that's not the way to hide ! You've hidden your head , but you're showing your arse ! " And with a pretence of fury he shouted : " Well , out you come ! Let's see your documents ! " The Cossack jumped up ...
Pagina 800
... shouted : " We must keep clear of the villages . We'll make for the Vyeshenskaya steppe , it's more lonely there . " A few more versts of furious galloping , and the horses would be played out . A foamy sweat covered their outstretched ...
... shouted : " We must keep clear of the villages . We'll make for the Vyeshenskaya steppe , it's more lonely there . " A few more versts of furious galloping , and the horses would be played out . A foamy sweat covered their outstretched ...
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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