Bye-Bye, BlackbirdHind Pocket Books, 1971 - 266 páginas |
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... Mala made no such effort , merely lolled against a cushion , only too grateful for a respite from housework , and told a story about her small son whom she once watched being chased up the stairs by a gang of English children ...
... Mala made no such effort , merely lolled against a cushion , only too grateful for a respite from housework , and told a story about her small son whom she once watched being chased up the stairs by a gang of English children ...
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... Mala looked lazy and unwilling . " In Mrs Ros- common - James ' kitchen ? I couldn't , could I , Sarah ? " Sarah looked equally unwilling but Adit insisted . " Why not , Mala ? There's sure to be some pota- toes and onions and perhaps ...
... Mala looked lazy and unwilling . " In Mrs Ros- common - James ' kitchen ? I couldn't , could I , Sarah ? " Sarah looked equally unwilling but Adit insisted . " Why not , Mala ? There's sure to be some pota- toes and onions and perhaps ...
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... Mala brought to the table in triumph , her hair all dishevelled and her rich silk sari spat- tered with fat since she had not put on the plastic apron Mrs Roscommon - James had handed her . Eyeing her , Mrs Roscommon - James said dryly ...
... Mala brought to the table in triumph , her hair all dishevelled and her rich silk sari spat- tered with fat since she had not put on the plastic apron Mrs Roscommon - James had handed her . Eyeing her , Mrs Roscommon - James said dryly ...
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Adit Adit's arms asked began blue British brought called chair child cold colour course dark dear don't door Emma England English eyes face feel feet felt friends garden gave girl give green grey hair hands head hear heard Indian inside Jasbir keep kitchen land Lane laughed leave light lines listen live London look Mala Miller Miss morning mother moving never night once play ring Roscommon-James rose Samar Sarah seemed shouted shut silence smiled sound stand stood stop Street suddenly sure sweet talk tell things thought told tree trying turned voice waiting walked walls watching window wonder young