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Название книги: World Without End
Автор(ы): Ken Follett
Жанр: Историческая проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/World-Without-End-197690.html
Pillars of the Earth, book 2
For Barbara
Part One. 1 November, 1327
1
Gwenda was eight years old, but she was not afraid of the dark.When she opened her eyes she could see nothing, but that was not what scared her. She knew where she was. She was at Kingsbridge Priory, in the long stone building they called the hospital, lying on the floor in a bed of straw. Her mother lay next to her, and Gwenda could tell, by the warm milky smell, that Ma was feeding the new baby, who did not yet have a name. Beside Ma was Pa, and next to him Gwenda’s older brother, Philemon, who was twelve.The hospital was crowded, and though she could not see the other families lying along the floor, squashed together like sheep in a pen, she could smell the rank odour of their warm bodies. When dawn broke it would be All Hallows, a Sunday this year and therefore an especially holy day. By the same token the night before was All Hallows’ Eve, a dangerous time when evil spirits roamed freely. Hundreds of people had come to Kings
Название книги: World Without End
Автор(ы): Ken Follett
Жанр: Историческая проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/World-Without-End-197690.html
Pillars of the Earth, book 2
For Barbara
Part One. 1 November, 1327
1
Gwenda was eight years old, but she was not afraid of the dark.When she opened her eyes she could see nothing, but that was not what scared her. She knew where she was. She was at Kingsbridge Priory, in the long stone building they called the hospital, lying on the floor in a bed of straw. Her mother lay next to her, and Gwenda could tell, by the warm milky smell, that Ma was feeding the new baby, who did not yet have a name. Beside Ma was Pa, and next to him Gwenda’s older brother, Philemon, who was twelve.The hospital was crowded, and though she could not see the other families lying along the floor, squashed together like sheep in a pen, she could smell the rank odour of their warm bodies. When dawn broke it would be All Hallows, a Sunday this year and therefore an especially holy day. By the same token the night before was All Hallows’ Eve, a dangerous time when evil spirits roamed freely. Hundreds of people had come to Kings
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