The Wreckers of Pengarth

High up in the late summer sky a tiny speck floated. Only a keen eye could have seen the quivering of the wide-spread wings which held it there, amlost motionless, but no eye could have been keener than the bright, gold-ringed one that wild stretch of the Cornish coast.... v angličtine, tvrdá väzba, bez obalu, 190 strán

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