The WarsClarke, Irwin, 1977 - 226 pages In 1915, Robert Ross, a young Canadian, enlists in the army as an officer. His experiences of life in a training camp, of the trenches in Europe, and with death, are vividly told. Some strong language amd explicit descriptions of sex. Winner of the 1977 Governor General's Award for Fiction. 1977. |
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... watched him — all the laughter fading from her eyes . If Robert had turned to look , the expression on her face might have frightened him . Yet people tend to look most often like themselves when no one else is watching . Her lips , at ...
... watched him — all the laughter fading from her eyes . If Robert had turned to look , the expression on her face might have frightened him . Yet people tend to look most often like themselves when no one else is watching . Her lips , at ...
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... watched from the porch and counted off the laps . Twenty- six times . On top of liver and bacon with scallopped to- matoes . This was unwise . Mrs Ross and Eena the maid both said so . " He will die , " they said . " Twenty - six times ...
... watched from the porch and counted off the laps . Twenty- six times . On top of liver and bacon with scallopped to- matoes . This was unwise . Mrs Ross and Eena the maid both said so . " He will die , " they said . " Twenty - six times ...
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... watched and so did Barbara . He was running in the paddock . We'd gone down with Clive and Honor to see the new foal in the barns . Coming out , we saw that Robert was running with the horses . He'd borrowed a pair of rugger shorts from ...
... watched and so did Barbara . He was running in the paddock . We'd gone down with Clive and Honor to see the new foal in the barns . Coming out , we saw that Robert was running with the horses . He'd borrowed a pair of rugger shorts from ...
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