Book Excerpt: more than once, when falsely suspected, he grumbled that he might just as well have the fun of the thing, for he was sure to have the blame. As Jim Walsham and his companions were chatting in the shade of a boat, their conversation was abruptly broken off by the sight of a figure coming along the road. It was a tall figure, with a stiff military bearing. He was pushing before him a large box, mounted on a framework supported by four wheels. Low down, close to the ground, swung a large flat basket. In this, on a shawl spread over a thick bed of hay, sat a little girl some five years old. "It is the sergeant," one of the boys exclaimed. "I wonder whether he has got a fresh set of views The last were first-rate ones." The sergeant gave a friendly nod to the boys as he passed, and then, turning up the main street from the beach, went along until he came to a shaded corner, and there stopped. The boys had all got up and followed him, and now stood looking on with interest at his proceedings. Read More
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H. G. Wells Independently published Jack London İspanyolca B. M. Bower HACHETTE LIVRE-BNF Kolektif Independently Published; Illustrated basım Salzwasser-Verlag GmbH Fransızca Leopold Classic Library Almanca İtalyanca Outlook Verlag İngilizce G.A. Henty F Scott Fitzgerald Türkçe
