Blackwood's Magazine, Zväzok 229William Blackwood, 1931 |
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... hope so , sir , " faltered the mate . lay in untidy heaps around the foremast . He was keen to know what lay beneath that jumble of rusty chains . " I can't see any shackle , but I don't see any loose ends either , " he declared . A ...
... hope so , sir , " faltered the mate . lay in untidy heaps around the foremast . He was keen to know what lay beneath that jumble of rusty chains . " I can't see any shackle , but I don't see any loose ends either , " he declared . A ...
Strana 119
... hope you're right ; but you didn't notice any tide here yesterday , did you ? Why , there isn't any tide here , man ! We're much too far inland to feel any tide . We're trapped ! " We were . At the end of six hours the water had fallen ...
... hope you're right ; but you didn't notice any tide here yesterday , did you ? Why , there isn't any tide here , man ! We're much too far inland to feel any tide . We're trapped ! " We were . At the end of six hours the water had fallen ...
Strana 361
... hope to be able to travel soon without danger . I'm in good spirits , and hope to regain at Shrewsbury what I've lost here . Indeed , my legs are reduced to half their proportion , but it's an ill wind that blows no good , for my boots ...
... hope to be able to travel soon without danger . I'm in good spirits , and hope to regain at Shrewsbury what I've lost here . Indeed , my legs are reduced to half their proportion , but it's an ill wind that blows no good , for my boots ...
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