And Quiet Flows the Don: A Novel in Four Books, Volume 4Foreign Languages Publishing House, 1959 |
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... stood on the threshold , and , setting her hand to her eyes , gazed long over the sunlit , chalky hill at the brown , sun - scorched spurs . In the majestic stillness presaging a thunder- storm the tops of white , rolling clouds rose ...
... stood on the threshold , and , setting her hand to her eyes , gazed long over the sunlit , chalky hill at the brown , sun - scorched spurs . In the majestic stillness presaging a thunder- storm the tops of white , rolling clouds rose ...
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A Novel in Four Books Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov. The captain stood with his feet apart , lower- ing like a bull at a fence . He stood and lis- tened . His muscular neck and the bluish whites of his half - closed eyes became ...
A Novel in Four Books Mikhail Aleksandrovich Sholokhov. The captain stood with his feet apart , lower- ing like a bull at a fence . He stood and lis- tened . His muscular neck and the bluish whites of his half - closed eyes became ...
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... stood admiring , but we were afraid to begin , though we were terribly hungry . ' You never know , ' we thought : ' it may all be poi- soned . ' Our prisoner was looking daggers at us . So we ordered him : ' Eat ! ' and he ate . Not ...
... stood admiring , but we were afraid to begin , though we were terribly hungry . ' You never know , ' we thought : ' it may all be poi- soned . ' Our prisoner was looking daggers at us . So we ordered him : ' Eat ! ' and he ate . Not ...
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