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Mansur considered himself worthy of this privilege , not only because of his fine voice but also because of his late religious experience . But somewhere in the front of the bus there sat an elderly peasant with white whiskers ...
Mansur considered himself worthy of this privilege , not only because of his fine voice but also because of his late religious experience . But somewhere in the front of the bus there sat an elderly peasant with white whiskers ...
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It was as if someone had quickly shaken out a light yellow ribbon . King Pendragon had given his sign . take us * * Half a mile away a car moved bumpily along a lane . A woman's deep voice said , “ Hullo , summer lightning !
It was as if someone had quickly shaken out a light yellow ribbon . King Pendragon had given his sign . take us * * Half a mile away a car moved bumpily along a lane . A woman's deep voice said , “ Hullo , summer lightning !
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When she came in , he spoke without looking up , opening his mouth as little as possible so that his voice would not tremble . “ Miss Posen , I have something very important to speak to you about . ” He did not invite her to sit down .
When she came in , he spoke without looking up , opening his mouth as little as possible so that his voice would not tremble . “ Miss Posen , I have something very important to speak to you about . ” He did not invite her to sit down .
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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