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None of the children in his school , Robin thought , would ever be a gamekeeper . They would not even do what their fathers did , farm , or like their elder brothers and sisters , work in a shoe factory in town .
None of the children in his school , Robin thought , would ever be a gamekeeper . They would not even do what their fathers did , farm , or like their elder brothers and sisters , work in a shoe factory in town .
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“ To them it all belongs to ” he replied , making a sour gesture upward at the sky itself , so she thought . “ The ones I work for . ” “ But it must be your house you live in , isn't it ? " " Never . What you call a tied cottage this is ...
“ To them it all belongs to ” he replied , making a sour gesture upward at the sky itself , so she thought . “ The ones I work for . ” “ But it must be your house you live in , isn't it ? " " Never . What you call a tied cottage this is ...
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But it was top you said I thought . ” at the Driving home in the truck Aunt Nicola spoke again : “ Do you think they'd like it if I came to stay ? " “ Who ? " asked Ruth , who knew very well who . “ Granny and Grandfather .
But it was top you said I thought . ” at the Driving home in the truck Aunt Nicola spoke again : “ Do you think they'd like it if I came to stay ? " “ Who ? " asked Ruth , who knew very well who . “ Granny and Grandfather .
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POEMS translated by Graeme Wilson | 28 |
PRISONER by Elizabeth Jennings | 53 |
JOHN MURRAY 50 ALBEMARLE STREET LONDON WIX | 75 |
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