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लेखक: Adam Mickiewicz

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स्टार्ट दबाएं और पंक्तियां सटीक टाइप करें। · बैकस्पेस अक्षम — गलती के बाद भी जारी रखें।

But the Judge said: "Hurry up, my dear Count, for it is already
late!" And the Monk Robak called out with a threatening mien:
"Enough of this; hurry up!" Thus the orders of the Judge and the
Monk separated the tender pair and drove them from the room.
Meanwhile Thaddeus had embraced his uncle with tears and was
kissing Robak's hand. Robak, pressing the lad's brow to his
breast and hying his palms crosswise on his head, gazed aloft and
said: "My son, may God be with you!" Then he began to weep. But
Thaddeus was already beyond the threshold.
"What, brother?" asked the Judge, "will you tell him nothing? not
even now? Shall the poor lad still remain in ignorance, now that
he is going to leave us!"

स्टार्ट दबाएं और पंक्तियां सटीक टाइप करें।

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