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At the foot of the pile snuggled my camp of three tents , two Land - Rovers , two three - ton lorries , five Saudis and myself . This was Arabia Deserta , in the grip of winter . At this time of year the days were cold and gusty and the ...
At the foot of the pile snuggled my camp of three tents , two Land - Rovers , two three - ton lorries , five Saudis and myself . This was Arabia Deserta , in the grip of winter . At this time of year the days were cold and gusty and the ...
228. oldal
proportioned to fifteen thousand five missionaries ' grave , or the site of the hundred feet . killing , or simply a memorial . And The forbidden Chimbu airstrip I wanted to know more about the lay green and deserted , its nearby ...
proportioned to fifteen thousand five missionaries ' grave , or the site of the hundred feet . killing , or simply a memorial . And The forbidden Chimbu airstrip I wanted to know more about the lay green and deserted , its nearby ...
271. oldal
My brick twenty - five miles an hour , which moulds were ready , and it was pos- appeared to be the vehicle's terminal sible to consider a day of departure . velocity . As the mile - long climb But first I had to arrange transport drew ...
My brick twenty - five miles an hour , which moulds were ready , and it was pos- appeared to be the vehicle's terminal sible to consider a day of departure . velocity . As the mile - long climb But first I had to arrange transport drew ...
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CONTENTS | 38 |
SUNDAY DAWN SUNDAY DUSK BY D E CHARLWOOD | 96 |
THE NOVEL BY JOHN ONSLOW | 193 |
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