Entry Into JerusalemHutchinson, 1983 - 172 pages Well crafted and absorbing. Middleton reproduces, with perfect pitch one painful progress of love going sour. --Publishers Weekly |
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... sound , closed the volume , pushing it off , and stood leaning hard , both arms stiff , on the end of the table . She reached out , dragged the book rudely towards her ; the covers he had written in black felt - tip in Greek ...
... sound , closed the volume , pushing it off , and stood leaning hard , both arms stiff , on the end of the table . She reached out , dragged the book rudely towards her ; the covers he had written in black felt - tip in Greek ...
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... sound of his pipes reedily echoing from adjacent walls . Worth stood , hoping the man would speak , but he continued the quick traipse and wheel , scattering the sour sounds with a smart virulence of effort . A man in a charcoal - grey ...
... sound of his pipes reedily echoing from adjacent walls . Worth stood , hoping the man would speak , but he continued the quick traipse and wheel , scattering the sour sounds with a smart virulence of effort . A man in a charcoal - grey ...
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... sound of the piano from a bijou home , Tudor beams bright blue , pebbledash yellow as scrambled egg . He almost ... sounds to a girl , he could not say why , but for all he knew it may have been the mother , proud of her new house ...
... sound of the piano from a bijou home , Tudor beams bright blue , pebbledash yellow as scrambled egg . He almost ... sounds to a girl , he could not say why , but for all he knew it may have been the mother , proud of her new house ...
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