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100. oldal
I repeat : in those minutes before eight - thirty that night , we thought we were making history . A grand history , . something to tell our kids aboutif we came through . What we did not know , would never have hazarded in any wild ...
I repeat : in those minutes before eight - thirty that night , we thought we were making history . A grand history , . something to tell our kids aboutif we came through . What we did not know , would never have hazarded in any wild ...
112. oldal
They would give us sad , slow smiles but never speak — just slither along silently and disappear into the smaller temple in the corner of the compound , possibly to meditate and ponder on the amazing things , Eastern and Western , going ...
They would give us sad , slow smiles but never speak — just slither along silently and disappear into the smaller temple in the corner of the compound , possibly to meditate and ponder on the amazing things , Eastern and Western , going ...
120. oldal
Then the smallest member of the First Eleven , this little boy ( as I write this I feel like one guilty of lese - majesty - on the cricket - field , I am sure , he was never this little boy ' ) scampered between the wickets or in the ...
Then the smallest member of the First Eleven , this little boy ( as I write this I feel like one guilty of lese - majesty - on the cricket - field , I am sure , he was never this little boy ' ) scampered between the wickets or in the ...
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THE ETHICS OF ESPRIT DE CORPS BY R L WILD | 192 |
A HIGHLAND MEMORY BY WALTER MACKAY | 288 |
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