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लेखक: Henryk Sienkiewicz

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

"Great God! what do they think? That I wrecked the poor old May
for the fun of the thing? That I enjoyed fighting for my life in
that sea and seeing the others drown with my very eyes? Don't
they suppose I will carry the remembrance of that all my life? My
Heaven, Elsa, that was six months ago and I have just begun to
sleep nights without the nightmare of it riding me!"
"Poor boy!"
Her voice calmed him like a touch on a restive horse, and yet he
unconsciously resented the fact that it did. "I haven't been
blind, Code, and I have heard and seen this thing growing. It is
hard for a fisherman to lose his ship and not suffer for it
afterward at the hands of inferior sailors. I've known you all my
life, Code, and I believe in you now just as I did that day in
school you took the whipping I should have got for passing you a
note.

स्टार्ट दबाएं और पंक्तियां सटीक टाइप करें।

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