Friends in Small Places: Ruskin Bond's Unforgettable PeopleThis Collection Brings Together The Best Of Ruskin Bond'S Cameos, All Beautifully Imagined And Crafted, Inspired By People Who Have Left A Lasting Impression On Him. In Addition, There Are A Host Of Characters Culled From Bond'S Numerous Short Stories. Taken Together, They Constitute A Magnificent Evocation Of The Small-Town India By One Of The Country'S Best Storytellers. |
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Page 138
... glasses on a tray . He set the tray on a small table that stood between us . The glasses had been filled . The sherry sparkled . I stared at the glass nearest me , trying to make out if the liquid in it was cloudier than that in the other ...
... glasses on a tray . He set the tray on a small table that stood between us . The glasses had been filled . The sherry sparkled . I stared at the glass nearest me , trying to make out if the liquid in it was cloudier than that in the other ...
Page 139
... glass that was meant for me . ' Cheers ! ' I said , and drank from my glass . It was good sherry . Uncle Bill hesitated . Then he shrugged , said ' Cheers ' , and drained his glass quickly . But he did not offer to fill the glasses ...
... glass that was meant for me . ' Cheers ! ' I said , and drank from my glass . It was good sherry . Uncle Bill hesitated . Then he shrugged , said ' Cheers ' , and drained his glass quickly . But he did not offer to fill the glasses ...
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Ruskin Bond's Unforgettable People Ruskin Bond. gone warm and sticky . ' A glass of beer ? ' asked Jai Shankar . The Maharani grabbed a glass of beer and swallowed it in one long gulp . She came up gasping , gave me a reproachful look ...
Ruskin Bond's Unforgettable People Ruskin Bond. gone warm and sticky . ' A glass of beer ? ' asked Jai Shankar . The Maharani grabbed a glass of beer and swallowed it in one long gulp . She came up gasping , gave me a reproachful look ...
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