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He even began to wonder if it was merely that he had upset her with all that silly talk about old times . A side - glance caught a look in her eyes that was much more mocking than hurt and at once his anger returned .
He even began to wonder if it was merely that he had upset her with all that silly talk about old times . A side - glance caught a look in her eyes that was much more mocking than hurt and at once his anger returned .
Pagina 130
No wonder that old bus driver had laughed at him the night he asked for ' the hotel ' ! In a place where there was no railway , no cinema , no library , no bookshop , no dancehall , nothing but a handful of shops and pubs ?
No wonder that old bus driver had laughed at him the night he asked for ' the hotel ' ! In a place where there was no railway , no cinema , no library , no bookshop , no dancehall , nothing but a handful of shops and pubs ?
Pagina 162
I wonder , ' Regan said uncomfortably . Just then Valerie Halligan came in . He noted that after one quick one she hauled her husband away . From her manner it was plain that she did not approve of his latest drinking companion .
I wonder , ' Regan said uncomfortably . Just then Valerie Halligan came in . He noted that after one quick one she hauled her husband away . From her manner it was plain that she did not approve of his latest drinking companion .
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