The Widower's SonAllen, 1976 - 288 pages William's father, a Nottinghamshire coalminer, is proud of his son's military success, and annoyed when he gives up his life as a colonel in the artillery to become manager of a bowling alley. |
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Alan Sillitoe. shop window . ' She jerked her head away . ' Nobody's stopping yer . ' ' Let's go , our Helen , ' her sister ... stopped him speaking . ' Leave ' im alone , ' said Jane . ' Let's go onto the Arboretum . ' She'd moved to his ...
Alan Sillitoe. shop window . ' She jerked her head away . ' Nobody's stopping yer . ' ' Let's go , our Helen , ' her sister ... stopped him speaking . ' Leave ' im alone , ' said Jane . ' Let's go onto the Arboretum . ' She'd moved to his ...
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... stopped at the next fence to look at the compass , and she laughed at his steady concentration with the prism : ' Afraid of getting lost ? ' ' Gunners don't get lost . ' ' Don't they ? ' There was irony in her voice . He was a man ...
... stopped at the next fence to look at the compass , and she laughed at his steady concentration with the prism : ' Afraid of getting lost ? ' ' Gunners don't get lost . ' ' Don't they ? ' There was irony in her voice . He was a man ...
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... stopped brooding because my marvellous man has got me out of it with his special sort of magic . ' She leaned over to wipe his face . ' Let's pretend we were married yesterday . ' " This morning , ' he responded . ' Don't spoil it ...
... stopped brooding because my marvellous man has got me out of it with his special sort of magic . ' She leaned over to wipe his face . ' Let's pretend we were married yesterday . ' " This morning , ' he responded . ' Don't spoil it ...
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