The Courtship of Julian and Frieda: A True Story |
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... guards seized Julian and slung him over a wooden bench in the corner . One man held him down while the other beat him with a cane . Forty strokes , fifty . . . Julian lost count . ... " Well , Julian Noga , have you anything to. “ That ...
... guards seized Julian and slung him over a wooden bench in the corner . One man held him down while the other beat him with a cane . Forty strokes , fifty . . . Julian lost count . ... " Well , Julian Noga , have you anything to. “ That ...
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... guard propelled her forward. We're just friends, her inner voice repeated as they passed beneath the glare of recessed lights, their footsteps sharp and quick along the polished corridors. After several turns in a labyrinth of hallways ...
... guard propelled her forward. We're just friends, her inner voice repeated as they passed beneath the glare of recessed lights, their footsteps sharp and quick along the polished corridors. After several turns in a labyrinth of hallways ...
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... guard placed it several feet from the table. “Sit,” he barked in his clipped German. She complied, rather more abruptly than intended. Her knees just seemed to give out, but she quickly squelched the feeling and forced herself to focus ...
... guard placed it several feet from the table. “Sit,” he barked in his clipped German. She complied, rather more abruptly than intended. Her knees just seemed to give out, but she quickly squelched the feeling and forced herself to focus ...
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... her halfway down the corridor . She was being dragged along by the same spiteful guard , his fingers digging into her arm , his insipid voice droning in her ear . “A girl like you. Such a beautiful girl, why would 82.
... her halfway down the corridor . She was being dragged along by the same spiteful guard , his fingers digging into her arm , his insipid voice droning in her ear . “A girl like you. Such a beautiful girl, why would 82.
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... guards. The cell, when she reached it, was almost a relief. It was bleak and spare but at least she was alone and away from her tormentors. There was a bunk built into the wall with a pillow and a rough wool blanket. She sat down and ...
... guards. The cell, when she reached it, was almost a relief. It was bleak and spare but at least she was alone and away from her tormentors. There was a bunk built into the wall with a pillow and a rough wool blanket. She sat down and ...
Contents
Chapter 39 | 198 |
Chapter 40 | 200 |
Chapter 41 | 202 |
Chapter 42 | 204 |
Chapter 43 | 206 |
Chapter 44 | 208 |
Chapter 45 | 212 |
Chapter 46 | 214 |
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Chapter 13 | 84 |
Chapter 14 | 92 |
Chapter 15 | 98 |
Chapter 16 | 100 |
Chapter 17 | 104 |
PART III Forbidden Territory 1941 | 108 |
Chapter 18 | 110 |
Chapter 19 | 114 |
Chapter 20 | 116 |
Chapter 21 | 120 |
Chapter 22 | 122 |
Chapter 23 | 126 |
Chapter 24 | 128 |
Chapter 25 | 134 |
Chapter 26 | 146 |
Chapter 27 | 150 |
Chapter 28 | 154 |
Chapter 29 | 158 |
Chapter 30 | 172 |
Chapter 31 | 174 |
Chapter 32 | 178 |
Chapter 33 | 180 |
PART IV Eclipse 1942 | 182 |
Chapter 34 | 184 |
Chapter 35 | 186 |
Chapter 36 | 190 |
Chapter 37 | 192 |
Chapter 38 | 194 |
Chapter 47 | 220 |
Chapter 48 | 228 |
Chapter 49 | 232 |
Chapter 50 | 236 |
Chapter 51 | 240 |
Chapter 52 | 250 |
Chapter 53 | 252 |
Chapter 54 | 254 |
Chapter 55 | 256 |
Chapter 56 | 258 |
PART V Jackstraws 19431944 | 262 |
Chapter 57 | 264 |
Chapter 58 | 268 |
Chapter 59 | 270 |
Chapter 60 | 276 |
Chapter 61 | 280 |
Chapter 62 | 284 |
Chapter 63 | 288 |
Chapter 64 | 292 |
Chapter 65 | 300 |
Chapter 66 | 302 |
Chapter 67 | 306 |
Chapter 68 | 310 |
PART VI The Longest Road 1945 | 314 |
Chapter 69 | 316 |
Chapter 70 | 318 |
Chapter 71 | 320 |
Chapter 72 | 328 |
Chapter 73 | 336 |
Chapter 74 | 340 |
Chapter 75 | 344 |
Chapter 76 | 352 |
Postscript | 356 |
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