The Wild PalmsRandom House, 1939 - 337 pàgines In the rural wasteland of the South two inmates escape from a penitentiary, and two lovers, Harry Wilbourne and Charlotte Rittenmeyer, run away together. These two stories, played against each other, portray four desperate people trying to flee from poverty, decadence, and the violence of a world from which there is no escape. |
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Pàgina 133
... coming from ( the damned money , too much of it ; at night we would lie awake and plan how to get it spent ; by spring we would have been carrying steamer folders in our pockets ) I had become as completely thrall and slave to ...
... coming from ( the damned money , too much of it ; at night we would lie awake and plan how to get it spent ; by spring we would have been carrying steamer folders in our pockets ) I had become as completely thrall and slave to ...
Pàgina 163
... coming . He didn't know how he discovered it was coming back . He heard no sound , it was nothing felt nor seen . He did not even believe that finding the skiff to be now in slack water - that is , that the motion of the current which ...
... coming . He didn't know how he discovered it was coming back . He heard no sound , it was nothing felt nor seen . He did not even believe that finding the skiff to be now in slack water - that is , that the motion of the current which ...
Pàgina 332
... coming not fast but easily to the tongue as he required them : How he paddled on ( he found out by trying it that he could make better speed , if you could call it speed , next the bank - this after he had been carried suddenly and ...
... coming not fast but easily to the tongue as he required them : How he paddled on ( he found out by trying it that he could make better speed , if you could call it speed , next the bank - this after he had been carried suddenly and ...
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