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 38
... standing there when someone behind said , " Here's Rat and Charley " ; he was still standing there when Charlotte spoke at his shoulder : " What do you think about it , mister ? " He turned and saw a young woman a good deal shorter than ...
... standing there when someone behind said , " Here's Rat and Charley " ; he was still standing there when Charlotte spoke at his shoulder : " What do you think about it , mister ? " He turned and saw a young woman a good deal shorter than ...
Pàgina 73
... standing on looks like from there . He was prodded from the rear ; a guard's voice carried forward : " Go on ! Go on ! You'll have plenty of time to look at that ! " They received the same stew and coffee and bread as the day before ...
... standing on looks like from there . He was prodded from the rear ; a guard's voice carried forward : " Go on ! Go on ! You'll have plenty of time to look at that ! " They received the same stew and coffee and bread as the day before ...
Pàgina 229
... standing there in the streaming bedticking garments which had got him shot at , the second time by a machine gun , on the two occasions when he had seen any human . life after leaving the levee four days ago , the convict felt exactly ...
... standing there in the streaming bedticking garments which had got him shot at , the second time by a machine gun , on the two occasions when he had seen any human . life after leaving the levee four days ago , the convict felt exactly ...
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