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The plaster covering the houses, soaked by the rain, had fallen away in many places from their walls, which from white had become streaked and spotted, whilst old reeds served to thatch them. THE PLASTER COVERING THE HOUSES SOAKED BY RAIN HAD FALLEN AWAY IN MANY PLACES FROM THEIR WALLS WHICH FROM WHITE HAD BECOME STREAKED AND SPOTTED WHILST OLD REEDS SERVED TO THATCH THEM
me amazement, it was no longer on the wall. An indistinct murmur and exclamation ran through the crowd, and then was heard distinctly the word, “stolen.” Some one had succeeded in carrying it off, taking advantage of the fact that the attention of the spectators was distracted by the story. And those present long remained in a state of surprise, not knowing whether they had really seen those remarkable eyes, or whether it was simply a dream which had floated for an instant before their eyesight, strained with long gazing at old pictures. THE CALASH The town of B---- had become very lively since a cavalry regiment had taken up its quarters in it. Up to that date it had been mortally wearisome there. When you happened to pass through the town and glanced at its little mud houses with their incredibly gloomy aspect, the pen refuses to express what you felt. You suffered a terrible uneasiness as if you had just lost all your money at play, or had committed some terrible blunder in company.  T SECTION TWENTY SIX OF TARIS BOILBUR AND OTHER TALES THIS IS A LIBER BOX RECALLING ALL LIBERVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIBERVOX DOT ORG RECORDING BY HATTON FORTY THREE IN JANUARY TWENTY SEVENTEEN TAURIS BOULBAR AND OTHER TALES BY NIKOLAY VASSILIEVITCH GOVOL THE CALASH THE TOWN OF B HAD BECOME VERY LIVELY SINCE A CAVALRY REGIMENT HAD TAKEN UP ITS QUARTERS IN IT UP TO THAT DATE IT HAD BEEN MORTALLY WEARISOME THERE WHEN YOU HAPPENED TO PASS THROUGH THE TOWN AND GLANCED AT ITS LITTLE MUD HOUSES WITH THEIR INCREDIBLY GLOOMY ASPECT THE PEN REFUSES TO EXPRESS WHAT YOU FELT YOU SUFFERED A TERRIBLE UNEASINESS AS IF YOU HAD JUST LOST ALL YOUR MONEY AT PLAY OR HAD COMMITTED SOME TERRIBLE BLUNDER IN COMPANY
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