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I walked on till the sound was no more , till , straining my sensitive young ears , I could not hear it at all . Stop . Turn round . Find that lost chime . Then I went back , ears pricked to pick up the slightest sound , and as soon as ...
I walked on till the sound was no more , till , straining my sensitive young ears , I could not hear it at all . Stop . Turn round . Find that lost chime . Then I went back , ears pricked to pick up the slightest sound , and as soon as ...
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On the way we often met the long red - haired man who always carried an umbrella and walked from Mile End to Hyde Park and back twice a day and had been doing it for years . About ten miles there and back ; about forty and more miles a ...
On the way we often met the long red - haired man who always carried an umbrella and walked from Mile End to Hyde Park and back twice a day and had been doing it for years . About ten miles there and back ; about forty and more miles a ...
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As we walked I was encouraged by John's mobility . He began to use his stick as a walking stick and strode purposefully forward . We sat down . Out into the walled garden came a group of inmates with three nurses in attendance .
As we walked I was encouraged by John's mobility . He began to use his stick as a walking stick and strode purposefully forward . We sat down . Out into the walled garden came a group of inmates with three nurses in attendance .
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Inhoudsopgave
Prologue | 9 |
When I was a Child II | 11 |
Boyhood in the Buildings | 16 |
Copyright | |
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