Blackwood's Magazine, Volume 298William Blackwood, 1965 - England |
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A quarter of an hour later , his stomach having dismissed the thought of breakfast , he had walked over to the native lines and hammered on the door of the driver's hut . There had been no immediate reply and he had been about to knock ...
A quarter of an hour later , his stomach having dismissed the thought of breakfast , he had walked over to the native lines and hammered on the door of the driver's hut . There had been no immediate reply and he had been about to knock ...
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Strains of Land of Hope and Glory ' were filtering through the closed Venetian door . Then I heard the deep voice of the Professor : " Mr Second Engineer , please leave my cabin . You have been here all night , you have drunk all my ...
Strains of Land of Hope and Glory ' were filtering through the closed Venetian door . Then I heard the deep voice of the Professor : " Mr Second Engineer , please leave my cabin . You have been here all night , you have drunk all my ...
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I opened the gate and walked up the flagged path to the door . In reply to my knock a clear voice spoke from a window . " Attendez un instant , " it said , then quickly amended this to " Wait a moment , please .
I opened the gate and walked up the flagged path to the door . In reply to my knock a clear voice spoke from a window . " Attendez un instant , " it said , then quickly amended this to " Wait a moment , please .
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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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