"Cornwell, Bernard - Sharpe 08 - Sharpe's Christmas" - читать интересную книгу автора (Cornwell Bernard) "I suppose it'll be mutton for dinner?"
"I suppose it will. We'll buy a few sheep and you can kill them." "Not me, sir. You, sir." Sharpe laughed, and then turned south towards the village. It was Christmas morning, a crisp, clean, new Christmas morning, and his men were alive, an old friend was a hero and there would be mutton for dinner. It was Sharpe's Christmas. |
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