And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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Pagina 454
... sighed mournfully . " They talk to an officer as if he was any son of a bitch ! That wouldn't have happened in the old days . They'd have been packed off for hard labour right away ! " " Talk ? What's talk ? Did you see how they were ...
... sighed mournfully . " They talk to an officer as if he was any son of a bitch ! That wouldn't have happened in the old days . They'd have been packed off for hard labour right away ! " " Talk ? What's talk ? Did you see how they were ...
Pagina 529
... sighed and , thoughtfully gazing across Aksinya's shoulder , asked : " Is our Grigory dead ? Is it true what people are saying ? " " I don't know , dear . " Dunya gave Aksinya a sidelong , questioning look and sighed still more deeply ...
... sighed and , thoughtfully gazing across Aksinya's shoulder , asked : " Is our Grigory dead ? Is it true what people are saying ? " " I don't know , dear . " Dunya gave Aksinya a sidelong , questioning look and sighed still more deeply ...
Pagina 633
... 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 glass . The latch rattled in the porch . Grigory start- ed 633.
... 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 glass . The latch rattled in the porch . Grigory start- ed 633.
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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