A Start in LifeW. H. Allen, 1970 - 352 pages With a new introduction by the author, this is a revival of Sillitoe's novel about a Nottingham boy who flees to London. First published in 1970. |
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... pushing me out so hard that I turned and pushed him back half across the room . I went of my own accord , slamming the door with less force than either of them expected . I forgot about her in the next few days , because I was hard at ...
... pushing me out so hard that I turned and pushed him back half across the room . I went of my own accord , slamming the door with less force than either of them expected . I forgot about her in the next few days , because I was hard at ...
Page 87
... pushed him for an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon around his garden and park he'd chat to me on the beauties of life , but mostly as if I weren't there , cataloguing what he was going to miss when his head finally hit ...
... pushed him for an hour in the morning and an hour in the afternoon around his garden and park he'd chat to me on the beauties of life , but mostly as if I weren't there , cataloguing what he was going to miss when his head finally hit ...
Page 326
... pushed out by a little piece of chicanery just after the war - when I wasn't as strong as I am now - by that bastard in his iron lung , who at the time was all hale and hearty . The organization , you see , began early in the war , and ...
... pushed out by a little piece of chicanery just after the war - when I wasn't as strong as I am now - by that bastard in his iron lung , who at the time was all hale and hearty . The organization , you see , began early in the war , and ...
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