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Ernest Hemingway

Men without Women

  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    He draws it, Manolo,” Retana said in explanation
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    He leaned forward over the papers. He was no longer interested. The appeal that Manuel had made to him for a moment when he thought of the old days was gone.
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    “I don’t know. Whatever stuff they’ve got in the corrals. What the veterinaries won’t pass in the daytime.”

    “I don’t like to substitute,” Manuel said.
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    He tapped with his knuckles on the table
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    Retana leaned forward across the desk and pushed a wooden box of cigarettes toward Manuel.

    “Have a cigarette,” he said.

    “Thanks.”
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    He looked pale, and his coleta pinned forward on his head, so that it would not show under the cap, gave him a strange look
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    There was a brass plate on the oak shield the bull’s head was mounted on
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    Manuel looked up at the stuffed bull. He had seen it often before. He felt a certain family interest in it. It had killed his brother, the promising one, about nine years ago.
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    Manuel knocked with his knuckles on the desk.
  • Victor Freezehar citeretfor 5 år siden
    on the walls were framed photographs and bullfight posters.
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