The Yale Literary Magazine, Bind 115,Oplag 3Yale Literary Society, 1947 |
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... holding a sheet and watch- ing the bubbles rise and skimmer behind them . And then his cousin , forgetting the wind he could not feel , had brought the boat about with a lazy motion of his arm toward the middle of the big lake , and ...
... holding a sheet and watch- ing the bubbles rise and skimmer behind them . And then his cousin , forgetting the wind he could not feel , had brought the boat about with a lazy motion of his arm toward the middle of the big lake , and ...
Side 13
... holding the angle of the knee in her hands and leaning backwards until her hair was pressed against the wall of the boat- house . " She isn't going to say another word , " he thought , " and neither will I. " He moved his hand again ...
... holding the angle of the knee in her hands and leaning backwards until her hair was pressed against the wall of the boat- house . " She isn't going to say another word , " he thought , " and neither will I. " He moved his hand again ...
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... holding on to the edge of the wall . She was thin and small and white , her night- gown was white , and her voice was hoarse : I'm sick , she said , get me to the toilet . Ruth and Estelle stood up , and Irving took a few steps towards ...
... holding on to the edge of the wall . She was thin and small and white , her night- gown was white , and her voice was hoarse : I'm sick , she said , get me to the toilet . Ruth and Estelle stood up , and Irving took a few steps towards ...
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