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Going backwards , the French boy tripped and Harryboy stuck the jagged edges of the bottle into his face and when Wee - wee got up his face was streaming blood . “ Oo - la - la ! ” said Harryboy triumphantly . And Aed .
Going backwards , the French boy tripped and Harryboy stuck the jagged edges of the bottle into his face and when Wee - wee got up his face was streaming blood . “ Oo - la - la ! ” said Harryboy triumphantly . And Aed .
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Still looking like a Red Indian chief , face a little more lined , a little more weather - beaten , but sturdily upright still , his light eyes burning in that tanned face , his legs moving in that regular stride .
Still looking like a Red Indian chief , face a little more lined , a little more weather - beaten , but sturdily upright still , his light eyes burning in that tanned face , his legs moving in that regular stride .
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Face isn't one of them . He has to be able to face his fellows with pride . If I wangled out of this I knew that Bageot would not spare my feelings . I'd be the laughing stock of the school . So I played it my way .
Face isn't one of them . He has to be able to face his fellows with pride . If I wangled out of this I knew that Bageot would not spare my feelings . I'd be the laughing stock of the school . So I played it my way .
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Inhoudsopgave
Prologue | 9 |
When I was a Child II | 11 |
Boyhood in the Buildings | 16 |
Copyright | |
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