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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... sort of demeaning get - out . He was finding lately , however , that he had less and less control over his thoughts . His father was right , and so he resented even more his parental ticking - off , no matter what underground flicker ...
... sort of demeaning get - out . He was finding lately , however , that he had less and less control over his thoughts . His father was right , and so he resented even more his parental ticking - off , no matter what underground flicker ...
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... sort - out of his belongings but he could still see through the back window . Down Academy Road he glanced quickly at his old college where he'd gone wet - eared though not wet - eyed from Ashfield as a boy , and recalled his father ...
... sort - out of his belongings but he could still see through the back window . Down Academy Road he glanced quickly at his old college where he'd gone wet - eared though not wet - eyed from Ashfield as a boy , and recalled his father ...
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... sort of customer , but it made him feel good for the rest of the evening because he'd met them on equal terms of strength and skill , and won . So he felt pleased with himself when he sat sipping a double whisky in his office writing a ...
... sort of customer , but it made him feel good for the rest of the evening because he'd met them on equal terms of strength and skill , and won . So he felt pleased with himself when he sat sipping a double whisky in his office writing a ...
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