 | Douglas T. Miller - 1972 - Страниц: 152
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 | Washington Irving - 1978 - Страниц: 510
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 | Arthur G. Adams - 1980 - Страниц: 337
...ran at his heels, hooting after him, and pointing at his gray beard. The dogs, too, not one of which he recognized for an old acquaintance, barked at him...haunts had disappeared. Strange names were over the doors—strange faces at the windows—everything was strange. His mind now misgave him; he began to... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1980 - Страниц: 83
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 | Washington Irving - 1983 - Страниц: 1126
...ran at his heels, hooting after him and pointing at his grey beard. The dogs too, not one of which he recognized for an old acquaintance, barked at him...were over the doors — strange faces at the windows — every thing was strange. His mind now misgave him; he began to doubt whether both he and the world... | |
 | Washington Irving - 1983 - Страниц: 226
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 | James H. Pickering - 1985 - Страниц: 1172
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 | Joachim Möller - 1988 - Страниц: 192
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The very village was altered : it was larger and more populous. There were rows of houses which he had never seen before, and those which had been his familiar haunts had disappeared. 
