Рекомендовано DPA:Domini Canes The Hiding of Black Bill.. A lank, strong, red-faced man with a Wellington beak and small, fiery eyes tempered by flaxen lashes, sat on the station platform at Los Pinos swinging his legs to and fro. At his side sat another man, fat,...
Рекомендовано DPA:Domini Canes Little Speck in Garnered Fruit.. The honeymoon was at its full. There was a flat with the reddest of new carpets, tasselled portieres and six steins with pewter lids arranged on a ledge above the wainscoting of the dining-room. The...
Рекомендовано DPA:Domini Canes The roads we take.. Twenty miles west of Tucson, the “Sunset Express” stopped at a tank to take on water. Besides the aqueous addition the engine of that famous flyer acquired some other things that were not good for it. While the...
Рекомендовано DPA:Domini Canes The Snows of Kilimanjaro THE MARVELLOUS THING IS THAT IT’S painless,” he said. “That’s how you know when it starts.”“Is it really?”“Absolutely. I’m awfully sorry about the odour though. That must bother you.”“Don’t! Please don’t.”“Look...
