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- Author: Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1515022102
- ISBN-13: 9781515022107
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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AT half-past eight they drove out of the town. The highroad was dry, a lovely April sun was shining warmly, but the snow was still lying in the ditches and in the woods. Winter, dark, long, and spiteful, was hardly over; spring had come all of a sudden. But neither the warmth nor the languid transparent woods, warmed by the breath of spring, nor the black flocks of birds flying over the huge puddles that were like lakes, nor the marvelous fathomless sky, into which it seemed one would have gone away so joyfully, presented anything new or interesting to Marya Vassilyevna who was sitting in the cart.
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- Author: Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1515022102
- ISBN-13: 9781515022107
- Format: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
AT half-past eight they drove out of the town. The highroad was dry, a lovely April sun was shining warmly, but the snow was still lying in the ditches and in the woods. Winter, dark, long, and spiteful, was hardly over; spring had come all of a sudden. But neither the warmth nor the languid transparent woods, warmed by the breath of spring, nor the black flocks of birds flying over the huge puddles that were like lakes, nor the marvelous fathomless sky, into which it seemed one would have gone away so joyfully, presented anything new or interesting to Marya Vassilyevna who was sitting in the cart.
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