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- Išsiųsime per 12–18 d.d.
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- Autorius: H G Wells
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2017
- Puslapiai: 236
- ISBN-10: 1544086075
- ISBN-13: 9781544086071
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
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I SAW a gray-haired man, a figure of hale age, sitting at a desk and writing: He seemed to be in a room in a tower, very high, so that through the tall window on his left one perceived only distances, a remote horizon of sea, a headland and that vague haze and glitter in the sunset that many miles away marks a city. All the appointments of this room were orderly and beautiful, and in some subtle quality, in this small difference and that, new to me and strange. They were in no fashion I could name, and the simple costume the man wore suggested neither period nor country. It might, I thought, be the Happy Future, or Utopia, or the Land of Simple Dreams; an errant mote of memory, Henry James's phrase and story of "The Great Good Place," twinkled across my mind, and passed and left no light.
- Autorius: H G Wells
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- Metai: 2017
- Puslapiai: 236
- ISBN-10: 1544086075
- ISBN-13: 9781544086071
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 1.3 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
I SAW a gray-haired man, a figure of hale age, sitting at a desk and writing: He seemed to be in a room in a tower, very high, so that through the tall window on his left one perceived only distances, a remote horizon of sea, a headland and that vague haze and glitter in the sunset that many miles away marks a city. All the appointments of this room were orderly and beautiful, and in some subtle quality, in this small difference and that, new to me and strange. They were in no fashion I could name, and the simple costume the man wore suggested neither period nor country. It might, I thought, be the Happy Future, or Utopia, or the Land of Simple Dreams; an errant mote of memory, Henry James's phrase and story of "The Great Good Place," twinkled across my mind, and passed and left no light.
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