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He used to have to lie down and take drugs until it passed . Then he had the operation , in Basle , which cost him two hundred pounds , and was doing wonderfully well until this afternoon he had another attack .
He used to have to lie down and take drugs until it passed . Then he had the operation , in Basle , which cost him two hundred pounds , and was doing wonderfully well until this afternoon he had another attack .
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Otherwise , few travellers passed that way , and the lane was mostly silent . So through the long afternoons Mother fell into dreams of idleness , would dress in her best and sit out on the terrace , reading , or copying flowers .
Otherwise , few travellers passed that way , and the lane was mostly silent . So through the long afternoons Mother fell into dreams of idleness , would dress in her best and sit out on the terrace , reading , or copying flowers .
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Within the protective fold of distant mountain ranges , low hills were covered with a profusion of Alowers , while now and then we passed through forests of giant oaks . The blue lakes were fringed with iris and there were brightly ...
Within the protective fold of distant mountain ranges , low hills were covered with a profusion of Alowers , while now and then we passed through forests of giant oaks . The blue lakes were fringed with iris and there were brightly ...
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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