Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 298William Blackwood, 1965 - England |
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Page 98
The American girl asked , " Where are you going from here ? " " San Francisco , " we said . She thought for a while . seemed nervous and excited . " Say . Will you do something for me ? Will you telephone my sister ?
The American girl asked , " Where are you going from here ? " " San Francisco , " we said . She thought for a while . seemed nervous and excited . " Say . Will you do something for me ? Will you telephone my sister ?
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I asked , when the time was ripe . ... The next procedure was that they asked me for a bribe of forty rupees . . . . ” I had recourse to the frosted glass before asking in a stunned way if he was saying that the Anti - Corruption ...
I asked , when the time was ripe . ... The next procedure was that they asked me for a bribe of forty rupees . . . . ” I had recourse to the frosted glass before asking in a stunned way if he was saying that the Anti - Corruption ...
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The driver stopped and , without being asked , made room for me among the sacks of grain and , motioning my father to get up with me , proceeded on his way . Although my father was grateful for the lift , knowing that he would have ...
The driver stopped and , without being asked , made room for me among the sacks of grain and , motioning my father to get up with me , proceeded on his way . Although my father was grateful for the lift , knowing that he would have ...
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Contents
CALI | 68 |
AN AFRICAN SCHLOSS BY MEG HOYTE | 96 |
AN ATLAS BLIZZARD BY HAMISH M BROWN | 192 |
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