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Knygos.lt nariams
- Išsiųsime per 12–18 d.d.
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- Autorius: W W Jacobs
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 151689085X
- ISBN-13: 9781516890859
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.5 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
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Wapping Old Stairs?" said the rough individual, shouldering the bran-new sea-chest, and starting off at a trot with it; "yus, I know the place, captin. Fust v'y'ge, sir?" "Ay, ay, my hearty," replied the owner of the chest, a small, ill-looking lad of fourteen. "Not so fast with those timbers of yours. D'ye hear?" "All right, sir," said the man, and, slackening his pace, twisted his head round to take stock of his companion. "This ain't your fust v'y'ge, captin," he said admiringly; "don't tell me. I could twig that directly I see you. Ho, what's the use o' trying to come it over a poor 'ard-working man like that?"
- Autorius: W W Jacobs
- Leidėjas: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 151689085X
- ISBN-13: 9781516890859
- Formatas: 15.2 x 22.9 x 0.5 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Kalba: Anglų
Wapping Old Stairs?" said the rough individual, shouldering the bran-new sea-chest, and starting off at a trot with it; "yus, I know the place, captin. Fust v'y'ge, sir?" "Ay, ay, my hearty," replied the owner of the chest, a small, ill-looking lad of fourteen. "Not so fast with those timbers of yours. D'ye hear?" "All right, sir," said the man, and, slackening his pace, twisted his head round to take stock of his companion. "This ain't your fust v'y'ge, captin," he said admiringly; "don't tell me. I could twig that directly I see you. Ho, what's the use o' trying to come it over a poor 'ard-working man like that?"
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