The Creative Reader: An Anthology of Fiction, Drama, Poetry |
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Strana 219
Look again , " said the captain . He pointed . " It's exactly in that direction . ” At the top of another wave , the correspondent did as he was bid , and this time his eyes chanced on a small still thing on the edge of the swaying ...
Look again , " said the captain . He pointed . " It's exactly in that direction . ” At the top of another wave , the correspondent did as he was bid , and this time his eyes chanced on a small still thing on the edge of the swaying ...
Strana 239
But the first mate got a tackle to her from a leeward davit , and on the deck below the captain corralled enough men to make an impression upon the We were ordered to cease hauling then , and in this lull the cook of the ship came to me ...
But the first mate got a tackle to her from a leeward davit , and on the deck below the captain corralled enough men to make an impression upon the We were ordered to cease hauling then , and in this lull the cook of the ship came to me ...
Strana 286
But Captain Vere , with one hand to his brow , was standing motionless . Suddenly , catching the Surgeon's arm convulsively , he exclaimed , pointing down to the body— " It is the divine judgment on Ananias ! Look !
But Captain Vere , with one hand to his brow , was standing motionless . Suddenly , catching the Surgeon's arm convulsively , he exclaimed , pointing down to the body— " It is the divine judgment on Ananias ! Look !
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GUY DE MAUPASSANT | 13 |
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