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If they wanted to keep us out nothing we could do or say could ever stop them . Chris and the other boys had gone into the water now , but I did not follow them . I wasn't going to stand around and watch . I turned and walked up the ...
If they wanted to keep us out nothing we could do or say could ever stop them . Chris and the other boys had gone into the water now , but I did not follow them . I wasn't going to stand around and watch . I turned and walked up the ...
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Because I did not intend to let him ignore me , I wanted to goad them into recognition . “ I'm sure you would , ” I said , “ poking around where you're not wanted . Eh , Chris ? ” trying to make Chris feel uncomfortable .
Because I did not intend to let him ignore me , I wanted to goad them into recognition . “ I'm sure you would , ” I said , “ poking around where you're not wanted . Eh , Chris ? ” trying to make Chris feel uncomfortable .
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But all I wanted to think was how small I looked beside him , how hot the sun was , how heavy my head felt with the continuous noise of the sea . We don't know what's wrong , " he was continuing , or why you bother We ...
But all I wanted to think was how small I looked beside him , how hot the sun was , how heavy my head felt with the continuous noise of the sea . We don't know what's wrong , " he was continuing , or why you bother We ...
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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