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Peter and Candy walked towards them over the wet sand , but while they were still ten yards away , the birds scattered towards a marsh alongside the empty beach . As they flew off , flapping their wings against the water and emitting ...
Peter and Candy walked towards them over the wet sand , but while they were still ten yards away , the birds scattered towards a marsh alongside the empty beach . As they flew off , flapping their wings against the water and emitting ...
Side 5
Then he smoothed out the tape with his fingertips , very tenderly , like a little girl petting her kitten , while Candy stared blankly into the sky . When it was all over , Peter leaned back on one arm and laughed , a hollow laugh that ...
Then he smoothed out the tape with his fingertips , very tenderly , like a little girl petting her kitten , while Candy stared blankly into the sky . When it was all over , Peter leaned back on one arm and laughed , a hollow laugh that ...
Side 6
He repeated this act several times until all of the lumps fused into a cone . Then he carelessly swept his hand through the middle of the cone , spraying sand all around the blanket . " Candy , when do you want to go back ?
He repeated this act several times until all of the lumps fused into a cone . Then he carelessly swept his hand through the middle of the cone , spraying sand all around the blanket . " Candy , when do you want to go back ?
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THE SEA GULLS Roy Sussman | 3 |
THE PHYSICIAN William R Freeman | 21 |
NOTES ON CONTRIBUTORS | 34 |
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