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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... dead ground ' was a sinister label for a place wherein all sorts of secret forces could assemble before destroying you , and after the unequal fight you ended up in that other piece of ' dead ground ' called the cemetery . But the more ...
... dead ground ' was a sinister label for a place wherein all sorts of secret forces could assemble before destroying you , and after the unequal fight you ended up in that other piece of ' dead ground ' called the cemetery . But the more ...
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... dead lay in two lines as if on their last parade , blankets held down with stones at each corner . A few more would be pulped in the next day or so . In war you don't think , which might be all that's good about it . The dead were ...
... dead lay in two lines as if on their last parade , blankets held down with stones at each corner . A few more would be pulped in the next day or so . In war you don't think , which might be all that's good about it . The dead were ...
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... dead . You're not , sir ... Retreat . Pull out . No beetle is too small to be crushed . The Volume of Fire . Better to be a fool than feel guilty . Devouring angel . Knocked through the sound barrier . A thin white skin of dismal snow ...
... dead . You're not , sir ... Retreat . Pull out . No beetle is too small to be crushed . The Volume of Fire . Better to be a fool than feel guilty . Devouring angel . Knocked through the sound barrier . A thin white skin of dismal snow ...
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