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The remarkable eyes came out of their far - away gaze and focused sharply on me . ' Where are you from ? ” Waugh asked . “ From Boston , " I said . “ I have been there . " The politics are interesting there .
The remarkable eyes came out of their far - away gaze and focused sharply on me . ' Where are you from ? ” Waugh asked . “ From Boston , " I said . “ I have been there . " The politics are interesting there .
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... his eyes bulging a little with the effort , his mouth half - open , he looked like a naturalist continually amazed at the pebbles and earth , feathers , twigs and insects slowly passing beneath his eyes . But the professor was not ...
... his eyes bulging a little with the effort , his mouth half - open , he looked like a naturalist continually amazed at the pebbles and earth , feathers , twigs and insects slowly passing beneath his eyes . But the professor was not ...
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Behind the shop was a room where my eyes were tested in the rough and ready way customary in those days . The chemist hung an open framework that felt like the Forth Bridge around my ears and on my nose . Lenses were slotted into this ...
Behind the shop was a room where my eyes were tested in the rough and ready way customary in those days . The chemist hung an open framework that felt like the Forth Bridge around my ears and on my nose . Lenses were slotted into this ...
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Need a Friend By Elizabeth Berridge | 281 |
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