Blackwood's Magazine, Volum 288W. Blackwood, 1960 |
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... night . It was 1.30 A.M. , but already I was awake . I banged my fist on the button and cut dead the chattering . The silence surged back . I threw back the blankets and stepped out , fully dressed , on to the floor . The floor creaked ...
... night . It was 1.30 A.M. , but already I was awake . I banged my fist on the button and cut dead the chattering . The silence surged back . I threw back the blankets and stepped out , fully dressed , on to the floor . The floor creaked ...
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... night , using the drainpipes and window - ledges as footholds , and got into the maternity ward on the fifth floor so that he could give his wife a bunch of roses . R. V.'s favourite gramophone record was ' Night and day , you are the ...
... night , using the drainpipes and window - ledges as footholds , and got into the maternity ward on the fifth floor so that he could give his wife a bunch of roses . R. V.'s favourite gramophone record was ' Night and day , you are the ...
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... night , and each effort was equally well rewarded . It was , so we gathered , an exceptionally good night's fishing , and we were delighted to learn that the success of the expedition was attributed largely to our presence . Except for ...
... night , and each effort was equally well rewarded . It was , so we gathered , an exceptionally good night's fishing , and we were delighted to learn that the success of the expedition was attributed largely to our presence . Except for ...
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AN INNOCENT IN THE AIR BY ROBERT HUNTER | 96 |
THE BOW RIVER BY R M PATTERSON | 194 |
ATAHUAS HATS BY PAMELA ERIKSSON | 288 |
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