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Only like this could she ever show herself as a woman with weight and bulk enough to be a serious impediment in their way , an interruption to the most intimate talk . Instead , Miss Reed found that her surroundings were swiftly ...
Only like this could she ever show herself as a woman with weight and bulk enough to be a serious impediment in their way , an interruption to the most intimate talk . Instead , Miss Reed found that her surroundings were swiftly ...
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They were talking away as if they had forgotten about me . Chris was telling them about the lighthouse on ... Got as much right to talk as you have , " I said , answering the accusation I sensed in his tone , “ you and your friends !
They were talking away as if they had forgotten about me . Chris was telling them about the lighthouse on ... Got as much right to talk as you have , " I said , answering the accusation I sensed in his tone , “ you and your friends !
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But in the village he was still the young master and spent hours talking to his fellow villagers , , discussing the mutual enemies , a stray wolf in winter or the bears , the foxes , the badgers , the wild cats .
But in the village he was still the young master and spent hours talking to his fellow villagers , , discussing the mutual enemies , a stray wolf in winter or the bears , the foxes , the badgers , the wild cats .
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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