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The Paternoster Ruby

The Paternoster Ruby

The Paternoster Ruby Paperback - 2008

by Charles Edmonds Walk

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Paperback. New. New Book; Fast Shipping from UK; Not signed; Not First Edition; With a screaming of brakes, the elevated train on which I happened to be jerked to a stop, and passengers intending to disembark were catapulted toward the doorways-a convenience supplied gratis by all elevated roads, which, I have obse
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  • Title The Paternoster Ruby
  • Author Charles Edmonds Walk
  • Binding Paperback
  • Condition New
  • Pages 296
  • Volumes 1
  • Language ENG
  • Publisher 1st World Publishing
  • Publication date 2008-10-01
  • Bookseller's Inventory # ria9781421893211_inp
  • ISBN 9781421893211 / 1421893215
  • Weight 0.83 lbs (0.38 kg)
  • Dimensions 8.5 x 5.5 x 0.67 in (21.59 x 13.97 x 1.70 cm)
  • Category Literature - Classics / Criticism
  • Dewey Decimal Code FIC
  • Quantity available 268

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With a screaming of brakes, the elevated train on which I happened to be jerked to a stop, and passengers intending to disembark were catapulted toward the doorways-a convenience supplied gratis by all elevated roads, which, I have observed, is generally overlooked by their patrons. I crammed the morning paper into my overcoat pocket, fell in with the outrushing current of humanity, and was straight-way swept upon the platform, pinched through the revolving gates, and hustled down the covered iron stairway to the street. Here the current broke up and diffused, like the current of a river where it empties into the sea. This was the first wave of the daily townward tide-clerks, shop-girls, and stenographers, for the most part intent upon bread and butter in futuro. The jostling and crowding was like an old story to me; I went through the ordeal each morning with an indifference and abstraction born of long custom.
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