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That's what you can do standing . on your head . Tell me that isn't so . ... If you weren't , do you think I'd be standing on this blasted verandah saying what I've just had to say ? ” He was bent over , folded from the waist in that ...
That's what you can do standing . on your head . Tell me that isn't so . ... If you weren't , do you think I'd be standing on this blasted verandah saying what I've just had to say ? ” He was bent over , folded from the waist in that ...
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Deane stammered his of course and then they were standing together in the sitting room and Patterson was saying calmly , “ Didn't know me , then ? Forget quick , etc. ? Well you're not going to forget , not for one day for the rest of ...
Deane stammered his of course and then they were standing together in the sitting room and Patterson was saying calmly , “ Didn't know me , then ? Forget quick , etc. ? Well you're not going to forget , not for one day for the rest of ...
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“ Well , Pye , there's your man standing out in the middle of this dreary party , shouting out of his black loneliness and inability to communicate . Of course , he might just be drunk and lusting for all that tempting man - or - woman ...
“ Well , Pye , there's your man standing out in the middle of this dreary party , shouting out of his black loneliness and inability to communicate . Of course , he might just be drunk and lusting for all that tempting man - or - woman ...
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The Science of Life | 184 |
Need a Friend By Elizabeth Berridge | 281 |
Sullivan | 307 |
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