We were sitting in the blind that Wanderobo hunters had built of twigs and branches at the edge of the salt-lick when we heard the motor-lorry coming. At first it was far away and no one could tell what the noise was. Then it was stopped and we hoped it had been nothing or perhaps only the wind. Then it moved slowly nearer, unmistakable now, louder and louder until, agonizing in a clank of loud irregular explosions, it passed close behind us to go on up the road. The theatrical on...
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Bahasa Inggris ● Format EPUB ● ISBN 9782383833697 ● Ukuran file 0.3 MB ● Penerbit Librorium Editions ● Diterbitkan 2022 ● Diunduh 24 bulan ● Mata uang EUR ● ID 8351847 ● Perlindungan salinan tanpa